124 6, 6, 6, 6, 8, 8 (H. м.) WELCOME, delightful morn, I hail thy kind return: Lord, make these moments blest. From the low train of mortal toys I soar to reach immortal joys. 2 Now may the King descend, And fill His throne of grace; While saints address Thy face; 3 Descend, O heavenly Dove, With all Thy quickening powers, And bless these sacred hours: 125 7s 61 SAFELY through another week Let us now a blessing seek, Waiting in His courts today: Day of all the week the best, Emblem of eternal rest! 2 Mercies multiplied each hour Through the week our praise demand; Guarded by almighty power, Fed and guided by His hand, Though ungrateful we have been, And repaying love with sin. 3 While we pray for pardoning grace, Through the dear Redeemer's name, Show Thy reconcilèd face, Take away our sin and shame: 4 As we come Thy name to praise 5 May Thy Gospel's joyful sound Conquer sinners, comfort saints; Make the fruits of grace abound, Bring relief for all complaints: Thus may all our Sabbaths prove Till we join the Church above. 126 ON this day, the first of days, 2 On this day th' eternal Son Over death His triumph won; 3 Oh, that fervent love today 4 Father, who didst fashion me 78 Fill me with Thy love divine, 5 Holy Jesus, may I be Dead and buried here with Thee, 127 L. M. THIS day at Thy creating word And fill our souls with light divine. 2 This day the Lord for sinners slain From death of sin to life in Thee. 3 This day the Holy Spirit came 4 O day of light, and life, and grace, From earthly toils sweet resting-place, Thy hallowed hours, best gift of love, Give we again to God above! 128 WITH joy we hail the sacred day 2 Thy chosen temple, Lord, how fair! C. M. To breathe the humble, fervent prayer, 3 Spirit of grace, O deign to dwell Within Thy Church below; Make her in holiness excel, With pure devotion glow. 4 Let peace within her walls be found; To spread with holy zeal around 5 Great God, we hail the sacred day 129 C. M. THIS is the day the Lord hath made; He calls the hours His own; Let heaven rejoice, let earth be glad, And praise surround the throne. 2 Today He rose and left the dead, Today the saints His triumph spread 3 Hosanna to th' anointed King, Help us, O Lord; descend and bring 4 Blest be the Lord, who comes to men Who comes in God His Father's name, To save our sinful race. 5 Hosanna in the highest strains The Church on earth can raise! The highest heavens, in which He reigns, Shall give Him nobler praise. 130 ADVENT 8, 7, 8, 7, 7, 7, 8, 8 COMFORT, comfort ye my people, Speak ye peace, thus saith our God; Comfort those who sit in darkness, Mourning 'neath their sorrow's load; Speak ye to Jerusalem Of the peace that waits for them; 2 For the Herald's voice is crying Now prepare for God a way! Let the valleys rise to meet Him, And the hills bow down to greet Him. 3 Make ye straight what long was crooked, For the glory of the Lord 181 8, 7, 61 JESUS came, the heav'ns adoring, Came with peace from realms on high; Jesus came for man's redemption, |