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2 Hark! hark!-the sounds draw nigh,

The joyful hosts descend ;
Jesus forsakes the sky,
To earth his footsteps bend;
He comes to bless our fallen race;
He comes with messages


grace. 3 Bear, bear the tidings round;

Let every mortal know
What love in God is found,

What pity he can show;
Ye winds that blow, ye waves that roll,
Bear the glad news from pole to pole.
4 Strike, strike the harps again,

To great Immanuel's name;
Ariso, ye sons of men,

And all his grace proclaim;
Angels and men, wake ev'ry string,
'Tis God, the Saviour's praise we sing.
HYMN 445. 7, 6. Montgomery.

Brighthelmstone. Margate.
I HAIL to the Lord's anointed!

Great David's greater Son;
Hail in the time appointed,

His reign on earth begun!
He comes to break oppression,

To set the captive free;
To take away transgression,

And rule in equity.
2 He comes, with succor speedy,
To those who suffer wrong ;



To help the poor and needy,

And bid the weak be strong ;
To give them songs for sighing,

Their darkness turn to light,
Whose souls condemn’d and dying,

Were precious in his sight.
3 He shall come down, like showers

Upon the fruitful earth,
And love and joy, like flowers,

Spring in nis path to birth :
Before him, on the mountains,

Shall peace the herald go,
And righteousness in fountains

From hill to valley flow.
4 For Him shall pray’r unceasivg,

And daily vows ascend;
His kingdom still increasing,

A kingdom without end :
The tide of time shall never

Ilis covenant remove ;
His name shall stand for ever;

That name to us is-Love.




HYMN 446. L. M.

Leyden. Sterling.

Baptism. 1 OBEDIENT to our Zion's King, We to his holy laver bring


These happy converts, who have known
And trusted in his grace

alone. 2 Lord, in thy house they seek thy face ;

Oh, bless them with peculiar grace;
Refresh their souls with love divine;

Let beams of glory round them shine. 3 Ye, who your native vileness mourn,

And to the great Redeemer turn,
Arise, his gracious call obey,
And be baptiz'd without delay.
HYMN 447.

L. M. Collyer.

Bath. Kent.

Household Baptism.
1 UNITED pray’rs ascend to thee,

Eternal parent of mankind;
Smile on this waiting family-

Thy face they seek, and let them find. 2 Let the dear pledges of their love,

Like tender plants around them grow;
Thy present grace, and joys above,

Upon their little ones bestow.
3 Receive, at their believing hand,

The charge which they devote as thine,
Obedient to their Lord's command-

And seal with pow'r the rite divine. 4 To ev'ry member of their house,

Thy grace impart, thy love extend;
Grant ev'ry good that time allows,
With heav'nly joys that never end.

HYMN 448.

C. M. Doddridge. St. Ann's. Arlington.

Mark x. 14.
1 SEE Israel's gentle Shepherd stand

With all engaging charms;
Hark, how ho calls the tender Lambs,

And folds them in his arms.
2 “Permit them to approach,” he cries,

“ Nor scorn their humble name; “For 'twas to bless such souls as these,

• The Lord of angels came.' 3 We bring them, Lord, in thankful hands,

And yield them up to thee; Joyful that we ourselves are thine,

Thine let our offspring be.
4 Ye little flock, with pleasure hear ;

Ye children seek his face;
And fly with transports to receive

The blessings of his grace.
5 If orphans they are left behind,

Thy guardian care we trust;
That care shall heal our bleeding heart,

If weeping o'er their dust.
HYMN 449.
C. M.

Hyde. Barby. Clarendon. Chapel. ] SHEPHERD, who lead'st with tender care,

The feeble of thy fold, -
Who dost regard the weakest there,
And all their steps uphold;

2 This little helpless lamb receive,

In mercy, to thy breast;
And let parental fondness leave

It safely there to rest.
3 Surround it with thy guardian love,

Through all life's dang’rous way;
Ne'er let it from thy pastures rove,

Nor be the lion's prey.
4 In thine eternal, heav'nly home,

Oh, let it find a place;
And be, when life and toils are dono,

A trophy of thy grace.
HYMN 450.

C. M. Doddridge.
Barby. Bedford. Canterbury.
Practical Improvement. Col. iii. 1.
I ATTEND, ye children of your God,

Ye heirs of glory, hear;
For accents, so divine as these,

Might charm the dullest ear.
2 Baptiz’d into your Saviour's death,

Your souls to sin must die :
With Christ, your Lord, ye live anow,

With Christ ascend on high.
3 There, by his Father's side he sits

Enthron'd, divinely fair ; Yet owns himself your

Brother still, And your Forerunner there. 4 Rise from these earthly trifles, rise

On wings of faith and love; Above, your choicest treasure lios, And be your hearts above.

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