Each heavenly power Proclaim the glad hour, Lo! Jesus the Saviour is born.

20 Then let us join the heavens above,

Where hymning seraphs sing:

Join all the glad powers,

For their Lord is ours,

Our Prophet, our Priest, and our King, Tune 106.( 45th.)

21 To Jehovah, thou, my soul,

Give the tributary glory: Mem'ry all his love enroll

Crowded is the boundless story. 22 With his love thy days are crown'd, Thy requests are always near him; High as heav'n above the ground,

Is his love to those that fear him. Tune 103.( 49th.)

23 We see thy bounty in the light, We taste it in our food; We smell it in the flow'ry mead, We hear it in the wood.

The mouths of children,& c.

24 To thee all angels cry alond,

The heav'ns and pow'rs therein: Shall man alone then basely make Ingratitude his sin?

The mouths of children,& c.

10

Tune 95.( 42nd.)

25 T'was thine to bring to view

The well concerted plan,

26 Propitious to our wish,

Thy wonted succour lend!

27

Of Sov'reign love,

From heav'n above,

And teach the good of sabbath- schools to man.

28

Be known to- day,

In peerless sway,

The Saviour's herald, and the children's friend. Tune 98.( 43rd.)

On his bright throne above He hears the mourner's sigh;

With soft paternal love,

Oft wipes the streaming eye:

And to relieve the sorrowing bosom's smart, Plants his own pity in the human heart.

O let each generous friend,

In blessing us be blest;

May peace their steps attend,

To yon bright world of rest, Where ev'ry brow with glory shall be crown'd, And hallelujahs fill the eternal round! Tune 94 and 92.( 38th.)

29 O Jesus my God, come make thine abode Within my poor heart;

O Jesus come quickly, a Saviour thou art.

30 Salvation I need, I want to be freed

From all my distress,

And feel in my heart the rich blessings of peace.

Tune 65.( 24th.)

31 O Jesus, our Lord,

Thy name be ador'd

For all the rich blessings convey'd through

32 In spirit we trace,

[ thy word.

Thy wonders of grace,

And cheerfully join in a concert of praise. 33 Thrice happy are they

Who hear and obey,

And share in the blessings of this gospel day. Tune 100.- 101.( 47th.)

34 Holy Ghost, dispel our sadness, Pierce the clouds of sinful night; Come, thou source of sweetest gladness, Breathe thy life, and spread thy light, Loving Spirit, God of peace,

Great distributor of grace,

Rest upon this congregation, Hear, O hear our supplication.

35 From that height which knows no measure, As a gracious shower descend, Bringing down the richest treasure, Man can wish, or God can send.