While all the armies of the sky

Conspire to raise the sound.

Chorus that may be sung at the end of each verse.
Glory, honour, praise and pow'r

Be unto the Lamb forever!
Jesus Christ is our Redeemer,
Hallelujah-praise the Lord.

1 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,

Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid!

2 Cold on his cradle the dew drops are shining;
Low lies his bed with the beasts of the stall;
Angels adore him in slumbers reclining,
Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all.
3 Say, shall we yield him in costly devotion,
Odours of Edom and off'rings divine?
Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean,
Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine?

3 Vainly we offer each ample oblation;

Vainly with gold 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,

Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid!

HYMN 11.

1 How beauteous are their feet,

Who stand on Zion's hill;

(S. M.)

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

2 How happy are our ears,

That hear this joyful sound,
Which kings and prophets waited for,
And sought but never found.

3 How blessed are our eyes,
That see this heavenly light;
The saints of old desir'd it long,
But died without the sight.
4 The Lord makes bare his arm
Through all the earth abroad;
Let ev'ry nation now behold
Their Saviour and their God.

HYMN 12.

Day-spring among the heathen.

1 Christians, see the orient morning
Break along the heathen sky;
Lo! th' expected day is dawning,
Glorious day spring from on high.
Hallelujah!

(III. 3)

Hail the day spring from on high! 2 Heathens at the sight are singing; Morning wakes their grateful lays; Precious off'rings they are bringing, First fruits of maturer praise.

Hallelujah, &c.

3 Zion's sun, salvation beaming,
Gilding now the distant hills,

Rise and shine, till brighter gleaming,
All the world thy glory fills.
Hallelujah, &c.

4 Then the vallies and the mountains
Breaking forth in joy shall sing;
Then the living crystal fountains
From the thirsty ground shall spring.
Hallelujah, &c.

5 While the wilderness rejoices,
Roses shall the desert cheer;

Then the dumb shall tune their voices;
Blind shall see, the deaf shall hear.

Hallelujah, &c.

6 Lord of every tribe and nation,
Spread thy truth from pole to pole;
Speed the light of thy salvation,
Till it beam on every soul.

Hallelujah!

Hail the day spring from on high!

1 Amazing scene! Th' incarnate God By satan's wiles assail'd;

Yet spurn'd, like Sampson's bands, with ease, The strong temptations fail'd.

2 And whence, O Saviour, say from whence,
To meet the trying hour,

Was drawn against th' insidious foe
Thy panoply of power?

3 Didst thou in all the Godhead rise,
And call down heavenly fire?
Or did the almighty Father send
His ministers of ire?

4 No-By the words of holy writ
The great Redeemer sped;
Aw'd by the force of sacred truth,
The tempter heard and fled.

5 O be the same assisting grace
In all our wants supplied!
The Holy Spirit strength impart,
The holy volume guide.

HYMN 14.

The General Confession.

1 Almighty Father, God of grace,
We all, like sheep astray,

In folly from thy paths have turn'd
Each to his sinful way.

2 Sins of omission and of act

Through all our lives abound: Alas! in thought, or word or deed, No health in us is found.

3 O spare us, Lord; in mercy spare;
Our contrite souls restore,

Through him who suffer'd on the cross,
And man's transgressions bore.

4 And grant, O Father, for his sake,
That we through all our days,
A just and godly life may lead,
To thine eternal praise.

HYMN 15.

10 thou, that hear'st when sinners cry,
Though all my crimes before thee lie,
Behold them not with angry look,
But blot their mem'ry from thy book;

M

(o. M.)

(L. M.)

2 Create my nature pure within,
And form my soul averse to sin;
Let thy good spirit ne'er depart,
Nor hide thy presence from my

heart.

3 I cannot live without thy light,
Cast out and banish'd from thy sight;
Thy holy joys, my God, restore,
And guard me that I fall no more.
4 Though I have griev'd thy Spirit, Lord,
Thy help and comfort still afford;
And let me now approach thy throne,
To plead the merits of thy Son.
5 A broken heart, my God, my King,
Is all the sacrifice I bring;

The God of grace will ne'er despise
A broken heart for sacrifice.

6 My soul lies humbled in the dust,
And owns thy dreadful sentence just:
Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye,
And save the soul condemn'd to die.
7 Then will I teach the world thy ways;
Sinners shall learn thy sov'reign grace;
I'll lead them to my Saviour's blood.
And they shall praise a pard'ning God.
8 Oh, may thy love inspire my tongue!
Salvation shall be all my song;
And all my pow'rs shall join to bless
The Lord, my strength and righteousness.
HYMN 16.

1 Alas! what hourly dangers rise,
What snares beset my way;·
To heav'n, Oh let me lift my eyes,
And hourly watch and pray.

(c. M.)