5 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace,
Thy welcome shall proclaim;
And heaven's eternal arches ring
With thy beloved name.
126. Praise for the Incarnation of Christ. 7s.
SWEETER sounds than music knows
Charm me in Immanuel's name;
All her hopes my spirit owes
To his birth, and cross, and shame.
2 When he came, the angels sung,
"Glory be to God on high;"
Lord, unloose my stammering tongue,
Who should louder sing than I?
3 Did the Lord, a man become,
That he might the law fulfil;
Bleed and suffer in my room,-
And canst thou, my tongue, be still?
4 No, I must my praises bring,
Though they worthless are and weak; For should I refuse to sing,
Sure the very stones would speak.
127. Exulting in the Incarnation of Christ. C.M.
1 HOSANNA to the royal Son,
Of David's ancient line!
His natures two, his person one,
Mysterious and divine.
2 The root of David here we find
And offspring is the same;
Eternity and time are joined
In our IMMANUEL's name.
3 Blest be the King, who comes to men With peaceful news from heav'n! Hosanna in the highest strain
TO CHRIST the LORD be giv'n. BRACKENBURY. 128. Mystery of the Incarnation of Christ. 7s.
with us! O glorious name!
Let it shine in endless fame ;
God and man in Christ unite :
O, mysterious depth and height !
2 God with us! His mighty love
Brought him from his courts above;
Now, ye saints, his grace admire,
Swell the song with holy fire.
3 God with us! But tainted not
With the first transgressor's blot;
Yet did he our sins sustain,
Bear the guilt, the curse, the pain !
4 God with us! O wond'rous grace!
We shall see him face to face;
Then shall we Immanuel sing
As we ought our God and King.
129. Delighting in the Incarnation of Christ. C.M.
1 DEAREST of all the names above,
My Jesus and my God;
My soul would ever trust thy love,
And plead thy cleansing blood.
2 'Tis through the merits of thy death,
The Father smiles again,
'Tis by thine interceding breath,
The Spirit dwells with men.
3 Till God in human flesh I see,
My thoughts no comfort find;
The holy, just, and sacred THREE,
Are terrors to my mind.
4 But if Immanuel's face appear,
My hope, my joy begins;
His name forbids my slavish fear,
His blood removes my sins.
5 While some on their own works rely,
And some of wisdom boast;
I love the incarnate mystery,
And there I fix my trust.
Man honoured by the Incarnation of
Christ.
1 WHEN angels by transgression fell,
Justice consigned them all to hell;
But mercy formed a wond'rous plan
To save and honour fallen man.
2 Jesus, who pass'd the angels by,
Assumed our flesh to bleed and die ;
And still he makes it his abode;
Although he fills the throne of God.
3 Our next of kin, our brother now,
Is he to whom the angels bow;
They join with us to praise his name,
But we the nearest interest claim.
4 But O, how faint our praises rise,
Sure 'tis the wonder of the skies,
That we, who share his richest love,
So cold, and unconcern'd should prove.
5 O glorious hour, it comes with speed,
When we from sin and darkness freed,
Shall see the God who died for man,
And praise him more than angels can!
131. Wonders connected with the Incarnation
of Christ.
1 GREAT was the myst❜ry of that grace,
That chose, from Adam's fallen race,
Ten thousand thousand sons to praise
Its glories through eternal days.
2 By man came death, sin, hell, and shame ;
By man the resurrection came;
Our Jesus bruised the serpent's head,
And all his legions captive led.
3 Great was the myst'ry, truly great,
That hell's designs should hell defeat ;
Herein eternal wisdom shined,
For Satan wrought what God designed.
4 Behold the myst'ry of that love,
When Jesus left his throne above,
Laid down his life and precious blood,
To bring rebellious man to God!
5 Here the divine perfections meet,
Mercy and truth each other greet;
Justice and peace, in Jesus see,
Unite in sweetest harmony.
136. Christ the antitype of Melchisedek. C. M. D.
1 THOU dear Redeemer, dying Lamb,
We love to hear of thee;
No music's like thy charming name,
Nor half so sweet can be.
O let us ever hear thy voice,
In mercy to us speak;
And in our Priest we will rejoice,
Thou great Melchisedek.
2 Our Jesus shall be still our theme,
While in this world we stay;
We'll sing our Jesus' lovely name,
When all things else decay.
When we appear in yonder cloud,
With all thy favoured throng,
Then will we sing more sweet, more loud,
And Christ shall be our song.
Christ the King of Saints.
1 COME, ye that love the Saviour's name,
And joy to make it known,
The Sov'reign of your heart proclaim,
And bow before his throne.
2 Behold your King, your Saviour, crowned
With glories all divine;
And tell the wond'ring nations round
How bright those glories shine.
3 Infinite power, and boundless grace,
In him unite their rays;
You that have seen his lovely face,
Can you forbear his praise?
4 When in his earthly courts we view
The glories of our King;
We long to love as angels do,
And wish like them to sing.
5 And shall we long and wish in vain?
Lord, teach our songs to rise!
Thy love can animate the strain,
And bid it reach the skies.
6 O, happy period! glorious day!
When heaven and earth shall raise,
With all their pow'rs, the raptured lay,
To celebrate thy praise.
Christ the King of Zion.
JOIN to praise the King of Zion,
King of righteousness and peace;
Hail him, all his happy subjects;
Never let his praises cease!
Ever hail him;
Let his honours still increase.
2 Gird thy sword on, mighty Saviour,
Make the word of truth thy car;
Prosper in thy course majestic,
All success attend thy war;
Gracious Victor,
See thy saints before thee bow.
3 Blest are all that touch thy sceptre,
Blest are all that love thy reign;
Freed from sin, that worst of tyrants,
Rescued from its galling chain;
Saints and angels,
All who know thee, bless thy name.
Christ the King of Glory.
The King of Glory praise;
O'er heaven and earth he reigns,
Through everlasting days:
He, with a look, the world controuls,
And by his smile preserves our souls.
Great King of Glory, come,
And with thy favour crown
This temple as thy home,
This people as thy own:
Beneath this roof, O deign to show
How God can dwell with men below.
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