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They who set at nought and scorn'd Him,
Pierc'd and nail'd Him to the tree,
Deeply wailing,

Shall the great Messiah see.

3 Now redemption, long expected,
See in solemn pomp appear;
All his saints, by man rejected,
Now shall meet him in the air.
Hallelujah!
Hallelujah! Amen.

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1 BEHOLD the Lamb of God,
Who takes our guilt away!
See and adore his heav'nly love,
And praise Him day by day!

2 Be ev'ry valley high,

Be ev'ry mountain low!

The proud must stoop-the humble soul
Shall his salvation know.

3 The heathen realms abroad
Shall join in sweet accord,
And all the sons of men shall see
The glory of the Lord.

4 Behold the day-spring rise,

Ye that in darkness dwell!

He marks the path, which leads to peace,
He bursts the gates of hell.

1 GLORY to God, the holy angels cry; Glory to God, let ev'ry heart reply; The sun of righteousness now shines on earth,

And peace returns at our Redeemer's birth.

2 Good-will to men, the holy angels cry; Good-will to men, let ev'ry heart reply; Let hatred, strife, and wrath, be heard no

more,

But peace and love be spread from shore to shore.

3 Glory to God, who sent his Son from heav'n,

For us a child is born, a Saviour given; He comes with peace, and pardon from above,

And rules his people with the laws of love. 4 Jesus the long-expected Saviour's come, Let ev'ry heart prepare to make him room; Let infant tongues proclaim his love abroad,

And join to praise their Saviour and their
God.

1 WHEN Jordan hush'd his waters still, And silence slept on Zion's hill;

When Bethel's shepherds thro' the night, Watch'd o'er their flocks by starry light.

2 Hark! from the midnight hills around, A voice of more than mortal sound, In distant Hallelujahs stole,

Wild murm'ring on the raptur'd soul.

3 Then swift to ev'ry startled eye,
New streams of glory light the sky;
Heav'n bursts her azure gates to pour
Her spirits to the midnight hour.

4 On wheels of light, and wings of flame,
The glorious hosts to Zion came;
High heav'n with songs of triumph rung,
While thus they struck their harps, and
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5 "O Zion, lift thy raptur'd eye, The long expected hour is nigh, The joys of nature rise again,

The Prince of Salem comes to reign.

6 See mercy, from her golden urn,

Pours a rich stream to them that mourn;
Behold she binds with tender care,

The bleeding bosom of despair.

7 He comes to cheer the trembling heart, Night, and her spectres pale, depart; Again, the day-star gilds the gloom, Again, the bowers of Eden bloem.'

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1 HARK! the herald-angels sing,
"Glory to the new-born King;
"Peace on earth, and mercy mild,
"God and sinners reconcil'd."

2 Joyful, all ye nations, rise;
Join the triumph of the skies;
With th' angelic host proclaim,
"Christ is born in Bethlehem.”

3 Christ, by highest heav'n ador'd,
Christ, the everlasting Lord;
Late in time behold Him come,
Offspring of a virgin's womb!

4 Veil'd in flesh, the Godhead see,
Hail th' incarnate Deity!

Pleas'd as man with men t' appear,
Jesus our Immanuel here.

5 Hail the heav'n-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Sun of Righteousness!
Light and life to all He brings,
Ris'n with healing in his wings.

6 Mild He lays his glory by,
Born that man no more may die:
Born to raise the sons of earth,
Born to give them second birth.

HYMN VIII. L. M.

1 REJOICE my soul, behold the morn,
On which the Prince of Life was born:
Messiah leaves his Father's throne;
The glorious Lord of all comes down.
Shout all ye flaming hosts above,
Let heav'n resound with Jesu's love!
In ceaseless Hallelujahs cry-
All glory be to God on high."

2 He meekly stoops to visit earth,
No honours solemnize his birth;
No outward pomp the God displays,
Nor glory decks the Saviour's face.
Shout all ye, &c.

3 Arise my soul, and hail the day,
Nor sleep the solemn hours away;
With angel hosts, arise and sing-
"Hosannah to our new-born King."
Shout all ye, &c.

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HYMN IX. C. M.

1 HIGH let us swell our tuneful notes, And join th' angelic throng: