4 O may we keep and ponder in our mind

God's wondrous love in saving lost mankind !
Trace we the Babe who hath retrieved our loss
From the poor manger to the bitter cross;
Tread in His steps, assisted by His grace,

Till man's first heavenly state again takes place. 5 Then may we hope, the angelic hosts among,

To join, redeemed, a glad triumphant throng:
He that was born upon this joyful day
Around us all His glory shall display;
Saved by His love, incessant we shall sing
Eternal praise to heaven's almighty King.

J. BYROM. 1773. 1027 A multitude of the heavenly host praising

God.—Luke 2. 13.
1 IT
T came upon the midnight clear,

That glorious song of old,
From angels bending near the earth,

To touch their harps of gold-
“ Peace to the earth, good-will to men,

From heaven's all-gracious King!”
The world in solemn stillness lay

To hear the angels sing.
2 Still through the cloven skies they come,

With peaceful wings unfurled,
And still their heavenly music floats

O'er all the weary world;
Above its sad and lowly plains

They bend on heavenly wing,
And ever o'er its Babel sounds

The blessed angels sing.
3 Yet, with the woes of sin and strife,

The world has suffered long;
Beneath the angels' strain have rolled

Two thousand years of wrong ;

And man, at war with man, hears not

The love-song which they bring :
Oh! hush the noise, ye men of strife,

And hear the angels sing!
4 And ye, beneath life's crushing load,

Whose forms are bending low,
Who toil along the climbing way,

With painful steps and slow,
Look now! for glad and golden hours

Come swiftly on the wing :
Oh! rest beside the weary road,

And hear the angels sing !
5 For lo! the days are hasting on,

By prophet bards foretold,
When, with the ever-circling years,

Comes round the age of gold;
When peace shall over all the earth

Its ancient splendours fling,
And the whole earth send back the song
Which now the angels sing.

E. H. SEARS. 1850.

1028 Unto you is born ... a Saviour which is


a Saviour which is Christ the Lord.Luke 2. 11.


Let earth resound the strain ;
And let the joyful tidings spread,

O’er island, sea, and main.
2 “ To us a child is born,"

To bless our guilty race,
To bring salvation to our world,

To save us by His grace.
3 “ To us a Son is given,

All glory to His name !

We join with angel-hosts to sing

His wondrous, boundless fame.
4 The offering of our hearts,

Low at His feet we lay ;
With sacred songs, and holy joy,

Keep the glad holiday.
5 All hail! Thou glorious King !

We give ourselves to Thee;
Our souls adore Thy royal sway,
Let us Thy glory see.

J. T. WIGNER. 1878.


1029 And she brought forth her first-bora Son

and laid Him in a manger.—Luke 2. 7. 1 LL my heart this night rejoices,

As I hear, far and near, Sweetest angel voices; “ Christ is born!” their choirs are singing,

Till the air, everywhere,

Now with joy is ringing. 2 Hark! a voice from yonder manger,

Soft and sweet, doth entreat :

“ Flee from woe and danger; Brethren, come: from all doth grieve you You are freed; all


I will surely give you.”
3 Come, then, let us hasten yonder ;

Here let all, great and small,

Kneel in awe and wonder
Love Him who with love is yearning;

Hail the Star that from far
Bright with hope is burning.

4 Ye who pine in weary sadness,

Weep no more, for the door

Now is found of gladness.
Cling to Him, for He will guide you

Where no cross, pain, or loss

Can again betide you. 5 Blessed Saviour, let me find Thée!

Keep Thou me close to Thee

Cast me not behind Thee !
Life of life, my heart Thou stillest,

Calm I rest on Thy breast,

All this void Thou fillest. 6 Thee, O Lord, with heed I'll cherish,

Live to Thee, and with Thee

Dying, shall not perish,
But shall dwell with Thee for ever

Far on high, in the joy
That can alter never.


TR. BY C. WINKWORTH. 1858. 1030 The people that walked in darkness hare seen

a great light.—Isa. 9. 2.
1 NHE race that long in darkness pined

Have seen a glorious light;
The people dwell in day, who dwelt

In death's surrounding night.
2 To hail Thy rise, Thou better Sun

The gathering nations come,
Joyous as when the reapers bear

The harvest-treasures home.
3 To us a Child of Hope is born,

To us a Son is given ;
Him shall the tribes of earth obey,

Him all the hosts of heaven.


4. His name shall be the Prince of Peace,

For evermore adored ;
The Wonderful, the Counsellor,

The great and mighty Lord.
5 His power, increasing, still shall spread,

His reign no end shall know;
Justice shall guard His throne above,
And peace abound below.

J. MORRISON. 1780.

1031 When they saw the star, they rejoiced with

exceeding great joy. —Matt. 2. 10.
S with gladness men of old

Did the guiding star behold;
As with joy they hailed its light,
Leading onward, beaming bright;
So, most gracious God, may we

Evermore be led to Thee.
2 As with joyful steps they sped

To that lowly manger bed,
There to bend the knee before
Him whom heaven and earth adore ;
So may we with willing feet

Ever seek Thy mercy-seat.
3 As they offered gifts most rare

At that manger rude and bare:
So may we with holy joy,
Pure, and free from sin's alloy,
All our costliest treasures bring,

Christ, to Thee, our heavenly King.
4 Holy Jesus! every day

Keep us in the narrow way;

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