Thus spake the seraph; and forthwith
Appear❜d a shining throng
Of angels, praising God, and thus
Address'd their joyful song:

"All glory be to God on high,
"And to the earth be peace;

"Good-will henceforth from heav'n to men, "Begin and never cease."

HYMN XXXIII.

For the New Year,

ETERNAL Source of ev'ry joy,
Well may thy praise our lips employ,
While in thy temple we appear,

Whose goodness crowns the circling year,

While, as the wheels of nature roll,
Thy hands supports the steady pole,
The sun is taught by thee to rise,
And darkness when to veil the skies.

Seasons renew'd, and years and days,
Demand successive songs of praise :
Still be the grateful homage paid
With op'ning light and ev'ning shade,

And may we, with harmonious tongue,
In realms unknown pursue the song!
There, in those brighter courts adore,
Where days and years revolve no more,

HYMN XXXIV.

For Good-Friday,

FROM whence those dire portents around,
That earth and heav'n amaze?
Wherefore do earthquakes cleave the ground,
Why hides the sun his rays?

Not thus did Sinai's trembling head
With sacred horror nod,
Beneath the dark pavilion spread
Of the descending God.

Thou Earth, thy lowest centres shake

With Jesu sympathise ;

Thou Sun, in deepest gloom be black, "Tis man's Redeemer dies.

See, streaming from the fatal tree
His all-atoning blood!

Is this the Saviour? yes, 'tis he!

My Saviour, and

my God.

Let sin no more my soul enslave;
Break, Lord, the tyrant's chain:
Save me,
thou Lamb, sent down to save,
Nor bleed, for me, in vain!

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HYMN XXXV.

ALAS! and did my Saviour bleed?
And did my Sov'reign die?
Would he devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?

Was it for crimes that I have done
He groan'd upon the tree!
Amazing pity! grace unknown!
And love beyond degree!

Well might the sun in darkness hide,
And shut his glories in,

When God the mighty Maker, dy'd the creature's sin.

For man,

Thus might I hide my blushing face, While his dear cross appears, Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, And melt my eyes to tears.