CHRISTMAS DAY.

Matt. 1. 23.

1 LET angels and archangels sing

The wonderful IMMANUEL's name;
Adore with us our new-born King,

And still the joyful news proclaim!
All earth and heav'n be ever join'd
To praise the SAVIOUR of mankind.
2 The everlasting GOD comes down,
To sojourn with the sons of men,
Without His majesty or crown,
IMMANUEL (GOD WITH US) is seen
A virgin's womb He did not scorn,
The everlasting SoN is born.

3 Angels behold that infant's face,

With holy awe the Godhead own; 'Tis all your heav'n on Him to gaze,

(L. M.)

And cast your crowns before His throne;
Tho' now He on His footstool lies,
Ye know He bult both earth and skies.

4 By Him into existence brought,

Ye sang the all-creating word:

Ye heard Him call our world from nought,
Again, in honour of our LORD,

Ye morning stars, your hymns employ ;
And shout ye sons of God for joy;

ST. STEPHEN'S DAY.

PSALM LII.

Acts vii. 55.

(L. M.)

10 THOU, that hast redemption wrought! Patron of souls Thy blood hath bought!

To Thee our spirits we commit,

Mighty to rescue from the pit.

2 Millions of blissful souls above,
In realms of purity and love,
With songs of endless praise proclaim
The honours of Thy faithful name.

3 When all the pow'rs of nature fail'd,
Thy ever-constant care prevail'd;
Courage and joy Thy mercy spoke,
When ev'ry mortal bond was broke.

4 We on thy mercy, LORD, repose,
The healing balm of all our woes;
And we, when sinking in the grave,
Trust Thine omnipotence to save.

50 may our spirits, by Thy hand,
Be gather'd to that happy band,
And wait with them that brighter day,
.Which all Thy triumph shall display.

ST. JOHN's DAY.

PSALM XI.

John xxi, 21. 22.

(L.M.)

1 LORD, how mysterious are Thy ways!
How blind are we, how mean our praise!
Thy steps can mortal eyes explore?
'Tis ours to wonder, and adore.

2 Thy deep decrees from mortal sight
Are hid in shades of awful night;
Amid the lines with curious eye
Not angel minds presume to pry.

3 Great GOD! I would not ask to see
What in futurity shall be;

If light and bliss attend my days;
Then shall my future hours be praise.

4 Is darkness and distress my share? Then let me trust Thy guardian care; Enough for me, if love divine

At length thro' ev'ry cloud shall shine.

5 Yet this my soul desires to know,
Be this my only wish below;
In life and death, my grand request.
To serve my GOD, and 1 am blest.

INNOCENTS' DA Y.

1GR

REAT God, we own Thy sov'reign hand
Thy faithful care we own;

Wisdom and love are all Thy ways,

When most to us unknown.

2 By Thee the springs of life are form'd And by Thy breath are broke;

And good is ev'ry awful word

Our gracious LORD hath spoke.

3 To Thee we yield our comforts up;
To Thee our lives resign;

In straits and dangers, 1ich and safe,
If we and ours are Thine.

4 Thy saints, in earlier life remov'd,
In sweeter accents sing,

And bless the swittness of their flight,
That bore them to their King.—

5 The burdens of a lengthen'd day
With patience may we bear;
And in our dying hours attest
Thy wisdom, love, and care.

SUNDAY AFTER CHRISTMAS DAY.

PSALM CXXI.

Luke ii. 13.

1 MORTALS awake, with angels join,
And chaunt the solemn lay,

Joy, love, and gratitude combine
To hail th' auspicious day.

2 Hark! the Cherubic armies shout,
And glory leads the song;

Good will and peace are heard throughout
The harmonious heav'nly throng.

30 for a glance of heav'nly love,
Our hearts and tongues to raise :
Sweetly to bear our souls above,
And mingle with their lays!

4 With joy the chorus we'll repeat,
"Glory to GoD on high!

"Good will and peace are now complete "JESUS was born to die."

5 Hail, Prince of life, for ever hail!
SAVIOUR; Almighty Friend!

Tho' earth, and time, and life shall fail,
Thy praise shall never end.

Psalm c. xcviii. xxxiv.

(C. M.)