While we repeat the virgin's song, May the same Spirit tune our voice. 2[The Highest saw her low estate, And mighty things his hand hath done; His overshadowing power and grace Make her the mother of his Son. 3 Let every nation call her bless'd, And endless years prolong her fame; But God alone must be ador'd; Holy and reverend is his name.] 4 To those that fear and trust the Lord, His mercy stands forever sure; From age to age his promise lives, And the performance is secure. 5 He spake to Abraham and his seed, "In thee shall all the earth be bless'd;" The memory of that ancient word Lay long in his eternal breast. 6 But now no more shall Israel wait, No more the Gentiles lie forlorn; Lo, the Desire of Nations comes; Behold the promis'd seed is born!

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HYMN 135. B. 2. L.M. * Nantwich, Shoel. Types and prophecies of Christ. EHOLD the woman's promis'd seed, B. Behold the great Messiah come Behold the prophets all agree To give him the superior room! 2 Abrah'm, the saint, rejoic'd of old, When visions of the Lord he saw; Moses, the man of God, foretold This great fulfiller of his law. 3 The types bore witness to his name, Obtain❜d their chief design, and ceas'd; The incense, and the bleeding lamb, The ark, the altar, and the priest. 4 Predictions in abundance meet, To join their blessings on his head; Jesus, we worship at thy feet, And nations own the promis'd seed.

HYMN 136. B. 2. L. M. 109 Luton, Ninety-seventh Psalm.

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The islands of the sea; Ye mountains, sink, ye valleys, rise, Prepare the Lord his way. Behold, he comes! he comes to bless

The nations as their God; To show the world his righteousness, And send his truth abroad. But when his voice shall raise the dead,

And bid the world draw near, How will the guilty nations dread To see their Judge appear!

1YER

Christ's incarnation and the last judgment. E islands of the northern sea, Rejoice, the Saviour reigns; His word like fire prepares his way, And mountains melt to plains. 2 His presence sinks the proudest hills, And makes the valleys rise; The humble soul enjoys his smiles, The haughty sinner dies.

3 The heavens his rightful power pro The idol gods around, [claim! Fill their own worshippers wish shame, And totter to the ground. 4 Adoring angels, at his birth,

Make the Redeemer known: Thus shall he come to judge the earth, And angels guard his throne. 5 His foes shall tremble at his sight, And hills and seas retire; His children take their unknown flight, And leave the world on fire. 6 The seeds of joy and glory sown For saints in darkness here, Shall rise and spring in worlds unknown, And a rich harvest bear.

LIFE OF CHRIST.

HYMN 139. B. 2. L. M.
Portugal, Eaton.

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The example of Christ. 'M' read my duty in thy word: dear Redeemer, and my Lord,

But in thy life the law appears, Drawn out in living characters. 2 Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal, Such deference to thy Father's will, Such love, and meekness so divine, I would transcribe,and make them mine.. 3 Cold mountains, and the midnight air, Witness'd the fervour of thy prayer; The desert thy temptations knew, Thy conflict, and thy victory too. 4 Be thou my pattern; make me bear More of thy gracious image here; Then God, the Judge,shall own my name Among the followers of the Lamb.

Angels, in all their robes of light, Are made the servants of his throne. 2 Before his feet their armies wait, And swift as flames of fire they move, To manage his affairs of state, In works of vengeance and of love. 3 His orders run through all their hosts, Legions descend at his command, To shield and guard our native coasts, When foreign rage invades our land. Up to the gates of thine abode, 4 Now they are sent to guide our feet In travelling the heavenly road. Through all the dangers that we meet, 5 Lord, when I leave this mortal ground, And thou shalt bid me rise and come, Send a beloved angel down, Safe to conduct my spirit home.

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HYMN 113. B. 2. C. M. X
Dundee, St. David.
The same.

1 THE majesty of Solomon,
How glorious to behold

The servants waiting round his throne, The ivory and the gold!

2 But, mighty God! thy palace shines With far superior beams;

Thine angel guards are swift as winds,
Thy ministers are flames.

3 [Soon as thine only Son had made
His entrance on this earth,
A shining army downward fied
To celebrate his birth.
4And when oppress'd with pains and fears,
On the cold ground he lies,
Behold a heavenly form appears,
T'allay his agonies.]

5 Now to the hands of Christ our King
Are all their legions given;
They wait upon his saints, and bring
His chosen heirs to heaven.
6 Pleasure and praise run through their
To see a sinner turn; [host
Then Satan has a captive lost,
And Christ a subject born.
7 But there's an hour of brighter joy,
When he his angels sends
Obstinate rebels to destroy,

And gather in his friends. 80! could I say, without a doubt "There shall my soul be found," Then let the great archangel shout And the last trumpet so und.

SUFFERINGS AND DEATH OF

CHRIST.

PSALM 69. 2d Part. L. M. b 116 Dresden, Limehouse.

Christ's sufferings and zeal. 1TWAS for our sake, eternal God,

"Try for our and that heavy road

Of base reproach and sore disgrace, And shame defil'd his sacred face.

2 The Jews, his brethren and his kin:

Abus'd man that check'd their : While he fulfill'd thy holy laws,

They hate him, but without a cause.

3["My Father's house," said he, was made

"A place for worship, not for trade;" Then, scattering all their gold and brass, He scourg'd the merchants from the place.]

[Zeal for the temple of his God Consum'd his life, expos'd his blood: Reproaches at thy glory thrown He felt, and mourn'd them as his own.] [His friends forsook, his followers fled, While foes and arms surround his head; They curse him with a slanderous tongue, And the false judge maintains the wrong.] His life they load with hateful lies, And charge his lips with blasphemies: They nail him to the shameful tree; There hung the man that died for me! [Wretches, with hearts as hard as stones, Insult his piety and groans; Gall was the food they gave him there, And mock'd his thirst with vinegar.] But God beheld, and from his throne Marks out the men, that hate his Son: The hand that rais'd him from the dead Shall pour due vengeance on their head.

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PSALM 69. 1st Part. L. M. Limehouse, Putney.. hrist's passion and sinners' salvation. DE EEP in our hearts let us record The deeper sorrows of our Lord: Behold the rising billows roll, o overwhelm his holy soul! n long complaints he spends his breath, While hosts of hell, and powers of death, nd all the sons of malice join, o execute their curs'd design. Tet, gracious God, thy power and love ave made the curse a blessing prove;

"And bore their vile reproach, to bring "The Gentiles near to God.

9"I came in sinful mortals' stead "To do my Father's will; "Yet, when I cleans'd my Father's house, "They scandaliz'd my、 zeal. 10" My fasting and my holy groans

"Were made the drunkard's song: "But God, from his celestial throne, "Heard my complaining tongue.

HYMN 114. B. 2.

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Christ's death, victory, and dominion. SING my Saviour's wondrous death; He conquer'd when he fell: "Tis finish'd,' said his dying breath, And shook the gates of hell. 2"Tis finish'd,' our Immanuel cries;

The dreadful work is done :' Hence shall his sovereign throne arise: His kingdom is begun.

3 His cross a sure foundation laidFor glory and renown, When,through the regions of the dead, He pass'd to reach the crown. 4 Exalted at his Father's side Sits our victorious Lord:

To heaven and hell his hands divide.
The vengeance or reward.

5 The saints from his propitious eye
Await their several crowns,
And all the sons of darkness fly
The terror of his frowns.

PSALM 16. 2d Part. L. M.

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Christ's all-sufficiency. HOW fast their guilt and sorrows rise, Who haste to seek some idol god! I will not taste their sacrifice, Their offerings of forbidden blood. 2 My God provides a richer cup, And nobler food to live upon; He for my life has offer'd up Jesus, his best beloved Son. 3 His love is my perpetual feast; By day his counsels guide me right; And, be his name forever blest, Who gives me sweet advice by night. 4 I set him still before mine eyes; At my right hand he stands prepar'd To keep my soul from all surprise, And be my everlasting guard.

3" Thou wilt reveal the path of life,
"And raise me to thy throne:
"Thy courts immortal pleasure give;
"Thy presence, joys unknown."
4 [Thus,in the name of Christ the Lord,
The holy David sung,

And Providence fulfils the word
Of his prophetic tongue.

5 Jesus, whom every saint adores,
Was crucify'd and slain;
Behold the tomb its prey restores!
Behold, he lives again!

6 When shall my feet arise and stand
On heaven's eternal hills?
There sits the Son atGod's right hand,
And there the Father smiles.]

2 Death is no more the king of dread,
Since our Immanuel rose;
He took the tyrant's sting away,
And spoil'd our hellish foes.

3 See, how the Conqueror mounts aloft, And to his Father flies,

With scars of honour in his flesh, And triumph in his eyes.

4 There our exalted Saviour reigns, And scatters blessings down; Our Jesus fills the middle seat

Of the celestial throne.

5 [Raise your devotion, mortal tongues,
To reach his bless'd abode;
Sweet be the accents of your songs
To our incarnate God.

6 Bright angels,strike your loudest strings,
Your sweetest voices raise;
Let heaven, and all created things,
Sound our Immanuel's praise.]