2 Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are shining, Low lies his head with the beasts of the stall; Angels adore him in slumber reclining,

Maker and Monarch and Saviour of all. 3 Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion, Odours of Edom, and offerings divine? Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine? 4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation,

Vainly with gifts would his favour secure; Richer by far is the heart's adoration,

Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. 5 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid: Star of the east, the horizon adorning,

95

Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.

A light to lighten the Gentiles.-Luke ii. 32. [D. 8s. 7s.
1 HAIL! thou source of every blessing,
Sovereign Father of mankind,
Gentiles now, thy grace possessing,
In thy courts admission find.
Grateful now we fall before thee,
In thy church obtain a place;
Now by faith behold thy glory,
Praise thy truth, adore thy grace.
2 Once far off, but now invited,

We approach thy sacred throne;
In thy covenant united,

Reconciled, redeem'd, made ono.
Now reveal'd to eastern sages,
See the star of mercy shine!
Mystery hid in former ages,
Mystery great of love divine.
3 Hail! thou all-inviting Saviour;
Gentiles now their offerings bring;
In thy temples seek thy favour,
Jesus Christ, our Lord and King.

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May we, body, soul, and spirit,
Live devoted to thy praise,
Glorious realms of bliss inherit,
Grateful anthems ever raise."

The Desire of all nations shall come.
Hag. ii. 7.

1 COME, thou long-expected Jesus,
Born to set thy people free;
From our fears and sins release us;
Let us find our rest in thee.

2 Israel's strength and consolation,
Hope of all the earth thou art;
Dear Desire of every nation,
Joy of every longing heart.
3 Born thy people to deliver;
Born a child and yet a king;
Born to reign in us for ever;
Now thy gracious kingdom bring.

4 By thine own eternal Spirit,
Rule in all our hearts alone:
By thine all-sufficient merit,
Raise us to thy glorious throne."

Sundays after the Epiphany: Missions.

[88. 78.

"WE HUMBLY BESEECH THEE TO MAKE KNOWN THY SAVING HEALTH UNTO ALL NATIONS.'

97 How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of [S.M. him that bringeth good tidings.—Isa. lii. 7.

1

How beauteous are their feet,

Who stand on Zion's hill,

Who bring salvation on their tongues,
And words of peace reveal!

2 How charming is their voice,
How sweet the tidings are!
Zion, behold thy Saviour King;
He reigns and triumphs here.

3

How happy are our ears,
That hear this joyful sound,

Which kings and prophets waited for,
And sought, but never found.

4.

How blessed are our eyes,

5

That see this heavenly light!

Prophets and kings desired it long,
But died without the sight.

The watchmen join their voice,
And tuneful notes employ;
Jerusalem breaks forth in songs,
And deserts learn the joy.

6 The Lord makes bare his arm
Through all the earth abroad:
Let every nation now behold
Their Saviour and their God."

98

God be merciful unto us, that thy way may be
known upon earth.-Ps. lxvii. 1, 2.

[S.M.

2

And cause the brightness of thy face
On all thy saints to shine:

That so thy wondrous way

May through the world be known;
While distant lands their tribute pay,
And thy salvation own.

3 Let differing nations join

To celebrate thy fame;

Let all the world, O Lord, combine
To praise thy glorious name.

4

O let them shout and sing

With joy and pious mirth;

For thou, the righteous Judge and King,
Shalt govern all the earth.

99 Awake, awake; put on thy strength, O arm of the [L.M. Lord.-Isa. li. 9.

1 ARM of the Lord, awake, awake,

Put on thy strength, the nations shake;
And let the world adoring see

Triumphs of mercy wrought by thee. 2 Say to the heathen from thy throne, I am Jehovah, God alone;

Thy voice their idols shall confound,
And cast their altars to the ground.
3 Let Zion's time of favour come;
O bring the tribes of Israel home;
And let our wondering eyes behold
Gentiles and Jews in Jesus' fold.
4 Almighty God, thy grace proclaim
In every clime, of every name;
Let adverse powers before thee fall,
And crown the Saviour Lord of all."

100 Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O most mighty. [11s.

Ps. xlv. 3.

1 HARK! the swelling breezes, rising from afar, Bring the sounds of conflict from the holy war. God is with our armies, he the word has given, He is watching o'er you, messengers of heaven. 2 Go, thou mighty Gospel, conquering on thy

way;

Night upon the mountains changes into day; Idols bow before thee, heathen temples fall; Soon the world shall own thee victor over all.

3 0 thou blessed Saviour reigning now on high, May thy faithful soldiers find thee ever nigh; Bid the glorious mission speed from sea to sea, Till the whole creation worship only thee.

101 The armies which were in heaven followed him. [C.M. Rev. xix. 14.

1 LIFT up your heads, ye gates of brass;
Ye bars of iron yield:

And let the King of glory pass;

The cross is in the field.

2 That banner, brighter than the star
That leads the train of night,

Shines on the march, and guides from far
His servants to the fight.

3 A holy war those servants wage;
In that mysterious strife

The powers of heaven and hell engage
For more than death or life.

4 Ye armies of the living God,
Ye warriors of Christ's host,
Where hallow'd footsteps never trod,
Take your appointed post.

5 Though few and small and weak your bands,
Strong in your Captain's strength
Go to the conquest of all lands:

All must be his at length.

6 Those spoils at his victorious feet
You shall rejoice to lay,

And lay yourselves as trophies meet
In his great judgment day.

7 Then fear not, faint not, halt not now,
In Jesus' name be strong!

To him shall every creature bow,
And sing the triumph-song:-