3 His power, increasing, still shall spread; His reign no end shall know; Justice shall guard his throne above, And peace abound below. 123 C. M. The day-spring from on high. Calm on the listening ear of night, Come heaven’s melodious strains, Where wild Judea stretches far Her silver-mantled plains. 2 Celestial choirs, from courts above, Shed sacred glories there, And angels, with their sparkling lyres, Make music on the air. 3 The answering hills of Palestine Send back the glad reply; And greet, from all their holy hights, The day-spring from on high. 4 O’er the blue depths of Galilee There comes a holier calm, And Sharon waves, in solemn praise, Her silent groves of palm. 5 “Glory to God!” the sounding skies Loud with their anthems ring— “Peace to the earth, good will to men, From heaven’s eternal King.” 6 Light on thy hill, Jerusalem! The Saviour now is born! And bright on Bethlehem’s joyous plains Breaks the first Advent morn. 124 C. M. The Advent. Hark, the glad sound! the Saviour comes! The Saviour promised long! Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song. 2 He comes, the prisoner to release In Satan’s bondage held; The gates of brass before him burst, The iron fetters yield. 3 He comes, from thickest films of vice To clear the mental ray, And on the eyeballs of the blind To pour celestial day. 4 He comes, the broken heart to bind, The bleeding soul to cure, And with the treasures of his grace To enrich the humble poor. 5 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, The welcome shall proclaim, And heaven’s eternal arches ring With thy belovéd name. 125 C. M. Joy to the world. Joy to the world; the Lord is come! Let earth receive her King: Let every heart prepare him room, And heaven and nature sing. 2 Joy to the earth, the Saviour reigns! Let men their songs employ; While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and plains, Repeat the sounding joy. 3 No more let sins and sorrows grow, Nor thorns infest the ground; He comes to make his blessings flow Far as the curse is found. 4 He rules the world with truth and grace, And makes the nations prove The glories of his righteousness, And wonders of his love. 126 7s. Christ is born in Bethlehem. Luke 2. Hark! the herald angels sing, “Glory to the new-born King! Peace on earth, and mercy mild; God and sinners reconciled.”