Watchman! will its beams alone
Gild the spot that gave them birth?
Traveller! ages are its own,

See, it bursts o'er all the earth.

3 Watchman! tell us of the night,
For the morning seems to dawn;
Traveller! darkness takes its flight,
Doubt and terror are withdrawn.
Watchman let thy wanderings cease,
Hie thee to thy quiet home;
Traveller! lo! the Prince of Peace,
Lo! the Son of God is come.

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RIGHTEST 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 the infant Redeemer is laid.

2 Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are shining; Low lies his head with the beasts of the stall; Angels bend o'er him, in slumber reclining, Monarch, Redeemer, Restorer of all.

3 Say, shall we yield him in costly devotion,
Odors of Edom, and offerings divine?
Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean,
Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine?

4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation,

Vainly with gold would his favor 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 the infant Redeemer is laid.

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H. K. WHITE.

WE

Star of Bethlehem.

HEN, marshalled on the nightly plain,
The glittering host bestud the sky,

One star alone, of all the train,

Can fix the sinner's wandering eye.
Hark! hark!-to God the chorus breaks,
From every host, from every gem;
But one alone the Saviour speaks,
It is the Star of Bethlehem.

2 Once on the raging seas I rode,

The storm was loud, the night was dark,The ocean yawned- and rudely blowed

The wind that tossed my foundering bark. Deep horror then my vitals froze,

Death-struck, I ceased the tide to stem; When suddenly a star arose,

It was the Star of Bethlehem.

3 It was my guide, my light, my all;
It bade my dark forebodings cease;
And, through the storm and danger's thrall,
It led me to the port of peace.

Now safely moored- my perils o'er,
I'll sing, first in night's diadem,

Forever and forevermore,

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The Star-the Star of Bethlehem!

P. M. ADELAIDE PROCTER.

", to have dwelt in Bethlehem.”

TO have dwelt in Bethlehem

When the star of the Lord shone bright!

To have sheltered the holy wanderers

On that blessed Christmas night;

To have bathed the tender wayworn feet

Of the Mother undefiled,

And with reverent wonder and deep delight
To have tended the Holy Child!

2 Hush! such a glory was not for thee;
But that care may still be thine;
For are there not little ones still to aid
For the sake of the Child divine?
Are there no wandering Pilgrims now
To thy heart and thy home to take?
And are there no mothers whose weary hearts
You can comfort for Mary's sake?

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Hymn for Christmas Eve.

ELLS, ring out with cheerful might;
Tapers, burn with brilliant flame;

Organs, play glad hymns to-night ;
Voices, chant with loud acclaim.

2 Hands, adorn the sacred wall;

Twine the wreath, and braid the vine;

And upraise the fir-tree tall;

Minstrels, sing the glowing line.

3 For the blessed eve has come,
Star-lit, bright as none before;
Magi seek the Saviour's home;
Shepherds find his humble door.

4 With your outward rites and gifts,
Let the heart to Christ be given ;
For the heart his power uplifts,
Leading it to truth and heaven.

5 Offering from hand or lip,
Like the ointment Mary poured,
Meaneth inward fellowship

With the Saviour, Christ the Lord.

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HIS LIFE.

C. M.

EXETER COLL

The Baptism of Jesus.

EE, from on high, a light divine

On Jesus' head descend!

And hear the sacred voice from heaven
That bids us all attend.

2 "This is my well-beloved Son,"
Proclaimed the voice divine;
"Hear him," his heavenly Father said,
"For all his words are mine."

3 His mission thus confirmed from heaven,
The great Messiah came,

And heavenly wisdom showed to man
In God his Father's name.

4 The path of heavenly peace he showed
That leads to bliss on high;

Where all his faithful followers here
Shall live, no more to die.

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BOWRING

H°

Jesus preaching the Gospel.

[OW sweetly flowed the gospel's sound
From lips of gentleness and grace,
When listening thousands gathered round,
And joy and reverence filled the place!

2 From heaven he came of heaven he spoke-
To heaven he led his followers' way;
Dark clouds of gloomy night he broke,
Unveiling an immortal day.

3 "Come, wanderers, to my Father's home,
Come, all ye weary ones, and rest!”
Yes! sacred teacher,

we will come

Obey thee, love thee, and be blest!

4 Decay, then, tenements of dust!
Pillars of earthly pride, decay!
A nobler mansion waits the just,
And Jesus has prepared the way.

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"Greater Love hath no Man than this.”

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EE how he loved!" exclaimed the Jews,
As tender tears from Jesus fell;
My grateful heart the thought pursues,
And on the theme delights to dwell.