4. But they who to their childhood cling,
And keep their natures fresh as morn,
Once more shall hear the angels sing,
"To-day the Prince of Peace is born."

5. But it was said, in words of gold

No time or sorrow e'er shall dim,
That little children might be bold

In perfect trust to come to Him.
6. All round about our feet shall shine
A light like that the wise men saw,
If we our loving wills incline

To that sweet Life which is the Law.

7. So shall we learn to understand

The simple faith of shepherds then,
And, clasping kindly hand in hand,
Sing "Peace on earth, goodwill to men !"

8. And they who do their souls no wrong, But keep at eve the faith of morn, Shall daily hear the angel-song,

"To-day the Prince of Peace is born!"

109.

I.

Hymns on the Encarnation.

God in Man.

J. R. Lowell.

GOD! Thou in Thy love dost make
Thyself incarnate for our sake,

L.M.

110.

I.

To share with us the griefs of life,
Its watchings, weariness, and strife.

2. Thou in our very flesh dost come,
And make this sinful earth Thy home,
All human life to soothe and save
Up from the cradle to the grave.

3. There's not an hour of life below,
A want, a weakness, or a woe,
In which, to help the human heart,
Thou dost not bear Thyself a part.
4. Thou who art rich, becoming poor
To give us riches that endure;
Thou who art high, becoming low
That we may to Thy stature grow.
5. Lowly to us, O Lord, as Thou
In Thy humility dost bow,

So high our nature lift with Thine,
Till human things become divine!

AND art Thou come with us to dwell,

Our Prince, our Guide, our Love, our Lord;

And is Thy name Emanuel,

God present with His world restored?

2. The world is glad for Thee! the rude
Wild moor, the city's crowded pen;
Each waste, each peopled solitude
Becomes a home for happy men.

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3. The heart is glad for Thee! it knows
None now shall bid it err or mourn;
And o'er its desert breaks the rose

In triumph o'er the grieving thorn.
4. Thou bringest all again; with Thee

Is light, is space, is breadth, and room
For each thing fair, beloved, and free,
To have its hour of life and bloom.

5. Each heart's deep instinct unconfess'd;
Each lowly wish, each daring claim ;
All, all that life hath long repress'd,
Unfolds undreading blight or blame.

6. Thy reign eternal will not cease;

Thy years are sure, and glad, and slow;
Within Thy mighty world of peace

The humblest flower hath leave to blow.

7. And with Thy guiding help we pierce
Life's labyrinth now no longer vain ;
The love that frees the universe

Hath made its broken story plain.

8. The world is glad for Thee, the heart
Is glad for Thee! and all is well,
And fixed and sure, because Thou art,
Whose name is called Emanuel.

Dora Greenwell.

Redeeming Love.

I. PRAISE to the Holiest in the height,

And in the depth be praise:

In all His words most wonderful,

Most sure in all His ways!

C.M.

112.

2. O loving wisdom of our God!
When all was sin and shame,
A second Adam to the fight
And to the rescue came.

3. O wisest love! that flesh and blood,
Which did in Adam fail,

Should strive afresh against the foe,
Should strive and should prevail;

4. O generous love! that He, who smote
In man for man the foe,
The double agony in man
For man should undergo;

5. And in the garden secretly,
And on the Cross on high,

Should teach His brethren, and inspire

To suffer and to die.

6. Praise to the Holiest in the height,
And in the depth be praise :
In all His words most wonderful,
Most sure in all His ways.

7. H. Newman.

C.M.

The Divine Humanity.

1. To Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love,
All pray in their distress,

And to these virtues of delight
Return their thankfulness.

2. For Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love,
Is God our Father dear;

And Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love,
Is man, His child and care.

3. For Mercy has a human heart;
Pity, a human face;

And Love, the human form divine;
And Peace, the human dress.

4. Then every man, of every clime,
That prays in his distress,
Prays to the human form divine :
Love, Mercy, Pity, Peace.

5. And all must love the human form,
In heathen, Turk, or Jew;
Where Mercy, Love, and Pity dwell,
There God is dwelling too.

1. THE

The child of poverty and toil;

The Man of Sorrows, born to know
Each varying shade of human woe:
His joy, His glory, to fulfil,

In earth and heaven, His Father's will;
On lonely mount, by festive board,
On bitter Cross, despised, adored.

2. The Lord is come! Dull hearts to wake,
He speaks, as never man yet spake,

The truth which makes His servants free,
The royal law of liberty.

Though heaven and earth shall pass away,
His living words our spirits stay,
And from His treasures, new and old,
The eternal mysteries unfold.