102 Herald Angels. 7s D.

(204) Glory to God.

Angels rejoiced and sweetly sung

At our Redeemer's birth;

Mortals! awake: let every tongue

Proclaim his matchless worth.

2 Glory to God, who dwells on high,

And sent his only Son

To take a servant's form, and die,

For evils we had done!

3 Good-will to men; ye fallen race!

Arise, and shout for joy;

He comes, with rich abounding grace

To save and not destroy.

4 Lord! send the gracious tidings forth,

And fill the world with light,

That Jew and Gentile, through the earth,

May know thy saving might.

William Hurn, 1813.

God's Salvation Morning.

What means this glorious radiance

Across Judea's plain?

Those white-winged angels singing

In such exultant strain?

CHO.--The King of glory cometh,

Earth's broken hearts to bind,

And God's salvation morning

Hath dawned for all mankind.

2 What means this wondrous story

The holy angels tell?

Of one who reigned in heaven,

And now on earth would dwell?

3 Why bend these Eastern sages

To one of lowly birth?

What means this heav'nly message

Of love and peace on earth?

4 Ye wand'rers in earth's darkness,

On ocean deep and land,

Hail! hail! the joyful tidings,

The morning is at hand.

M. E. Servoss.