And at Cana, wedding-guest,
In Thy Godhead manifest;
Manifest in power divine,
Changing water into wine;
Anthems be to Thee addressed,
God in man made manifest.

3 Manifest in making whole
Palsied limbs and fainting soul;
Manifest in valiant fight,
Quelling all the devil's might;
Manifest in gracious will,
Ever bringing good from ill;
Anthems be to Thee addressed,
God in man made manifest.

4 Sun and moon shall darkened be,
Stars shall fall, the heavens shall flee;
Christ will then like lightning shine,

All will see His glorious sign;
All will then the trumpet hear,
All will see the Judge appear;
Thou by all wilt be confessed,
God in man made manifest.

5 Grant us grace to see Thee, Lord, Present in Thy holy Word;

May we imitate Thee now,

And be pure, as pure art Thou,
That we like to Thee may be

At Thy great Epiphany;

And may praise Thee, ever blest,

God in man made manifest.

THE PRESENTATION OF CHRIST

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8, 5, 8, 4, 7, 7

IN peace and joy I now depart,

At God's disposing;

For full of comfort is my heart,
Soft reposing;

So the Lord hath promised me,
And death is but a slumber.

2 'Tis Christ that wrought this work for

me,

The faithful Savior.

Whom Thou hast made mine eyes to see By Thy favor;

Now I know He is my Life,

My Help in need and dying.

3 Him Thou hast unto all set forth, Their great Salvation,

And to His kingdom called the earth-
Every nation,

By Thy dear and wholesome Word,
In every place resounding.

4 He is the Hope and saving Light
Of lands benighted;

By Him are they who dwelt in night
Fed and lighted;

He is Israel's Praise and Bliss,
Their Joy, Reward, and Glory.

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8,7 61

IN His temple now behold Him,
See the long-expected Lord;
Ancient prophets had foretold Him,
God has now fulfilled His word.

Now to praise Him, His redeemed
Shall break forth with one accord.

2 In the arms of her who bore Him,
Virgin pure, behold Him lie,
While His aged saints adore Him,
Ere in perfect faith they die.
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!

Lo, th' incarnate God most high.

3 Jesus, by Thy presentation,

Thou who didst for us endure,
Make us see our great salvation,
Seal us with Thy promise sure;
And present us, in Thy glory,
To Thy Father, cleansed and pure.

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8,7 61 ANGELS, from the realms of glory, Wing your flight o'er all the earth; Ye who sang creation's story, Now proclaim Messiah's birth: Come and worship,

Come and worship:

Worship Christ, the new-born King.

2 Shepherds, in the fields abiding,

Watching o'er your flocks by night; God with man is now residing,

Yonder shines the heav'nly Light:
Come and worship,
Come and worship:

Worship Christ, the new-born King.

3 Sages, leave your contemplations;
Brighter visions beam afar:
Seek the great Desire of nations,
Ye have seen His natal star:

Come and worship,

Come and worship:

Worship Christ, the new-born King.

4 Saints, before the altar bending,
Watching long in hope and fear,
Suddenly the Lord descending,
In His temple shall appear:
Come and worship,

Come and worship:

Worship Christ, the new-born King.

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L. M.

O DEAREST Jesus, Thee I pray: Within my heart now make Thy stay, That I, like Simeon of old,

By faith may gladly Thee infold.

2 Thou art my Life and Happiness,
Whom God hath sent, my soul to bless :
O cleanse and purify my heart,
That from Thy paths I ne'er depart.

3 Lord, with Thy light show me the way, That never I may go astray;

Ward off all sorrow and despair,
And let me be Thine own fore'er.

4 Lift up Thy face upon me, Lord,
In life and death Thy help afford;
Then I'll depart most cheerfully
This life, whene'er it pleaseth Thee.

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8, 7, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7 (Iambic) THANK God my Jesus cleanseth me From all sins I committed,

He paid my debt and set me free,

I, therefore, am acquitted

Of sin's and Satan's bondage fell;
My faith now laughs at death and hell,
Because my life is Jesus.

2 Why should I grieve? He who fulfilled The Law, thus to release us,

He who His Father's wrath has stilled
By His own death, this Jesus
Still liveth, and all that He hath
He giveth unto me through faith;
Is there a greater treasure?

3 Because my Jesus cleanseth me
From sin by His own merit,
I am from pain and fear set free,
Death cannot daunt my spirit;
I trust in Jesus' righteousness,
His innocence and blessedness
Are now my life and treasure.

4 Now I, like Simeon, can end

My life in peace and gladness,
And to my God I can commend
My spirit without sadness;
For when my weary eyes I close,
My death becomes a sweet repose,
I see the joys of heaven.

5 How happy, therefore, shall I be,
When life's frail thread is broken;
When holy angels carry me

To joys that ne'er were spoken; When I behold Him face to face, When I have gained that blessed place, Prepared for me by Jesus.

6 Lord, grant that e'er prepared I be, That naught from Thee me sever.