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ND the daughter of Pharaoh came down to wash herself at the river; and her maidens walked along the river's side; and when she saw the ark among the flags, she sent her maid to fetch it. And when she had opened it, she saw the child: and, behold, the babe wept. And she had compassion on him, and said, This is one of the Hebrew's children. Then said his sister to Pharaoh's daughter, Shall I go and call to thee a nurse of the Hebrew women, that she may nurse the child for thee. And Pharaoh's daughter said to her, Go. And the maid went and called the child's mother. And Pharaoh's daughter said unto her, Take this child away, and nurse it for me, and I will give thee thy wages. And the woman took the child, and nursed it. And the child grew, and she brought him unto Pharaoh's daughter, and he became her son. And she called his name Moses: and she said, because I drew him out of the water.

ARK; the herald angels sing,

Glory to the new born King,

Peace on earth, and mercy mild,

God and sinners reconcil'd.

Joyful all ye nations rise,

Join the triumph of the skies;

With th' Angelic host proclaim,

Christ is born in Bethlehem.

Christ, by highest Heaven ador'd

Christ, the everlasting Lord:

Late in time behold him come,

Offspring of a virgin's womb.

Veil'd in flesh the godhead see,

Hail th' incarnate deity! Pleas'd as man with men t' appear,

Jesus our Emanuel here.

Hail the Heav'n born Prince of Peace,

Hail the Son of Righteousness!

Right and life to all he brings,

Risen with healing in his wings.

Now He lays his glory by,

Born that man no more may die,

Born to raise the sons of earth,

Born to give them second birth.

Come, desire of nations, come!

Fix in us thy humble home,

Rise the woman's conquering seed,

Bruise in us the serpent's head.

Adam's likeness now efface,

Stamp thine image in its place;

Second Adam from above,

Reinstate us in thy love.

OME, Christians all, behold the Lamb,

That on this day was born;

Come rise and praise his holy name

And usher in the morn.

From Heaven these glorious tidings came,

To mortals here on earth,

God sent his own beloved Son,

With us to speed his birth.

Now to the Father, and the Son,

Be praise and glory given;

Let saints on earth with angels join,

The harmony of Heaven.

O Jesus my Saviour, I fain would embrace,

Thy name and thy nature thy spirit and grace,

And trace the fair footsteps of Jesus my Lord,

And glory to him whom the nations abhorr'd.

O wonder of wonders! astonish'd I gaze,

To see in the manger the Ancient of Days,

And angels proclaiming the stranger forlorn,

And telling the shepherds that Jesus is born.

My God, my Creator, the Heavens did bow,

To ransom offenders he stoop'd very low;

My spirit rejoices, the work it is done,

My soul is redeem'd, and salvation is won.

O help me ye angels, his love to proclaim,

From realms of high glory most joyful he came;

For thousands of sinners the Lord bow'd his head,

For thousands of sinners he groan'd and he bled.

Our God is returned to his glory on high,

All worthy the Lamb is the theme of the sky;

Let earth join with Heaven and sing with acclaim,

Hallelujah to God, and all worthy the Lamb.

Where is this stupendous stranger,

Nymphs of Solyma, advise;

Lead me to my master's manger,

Shew me where my Savior lies.

Oh! most mighty, oh! most holy,

Far above the Seraph's thought,

Art thou then so meek and lowly,

As unheeded prophets taught?

Oh! the magnitude of meekness,

Worth from worth immortal sprung:

Oh! the strength of infant weakness,

If eternal is so young.

Hosanna! to the royal Son,

Of David's ancient line!

His natures two his person one,

Mysterious and divine.

The root of David here we find,

And offspring is the same,

Eternity and time are join'd

In Emanuel's name.

Blessed he, that comes to wretched men

With peaceful news from Heaven;

Hosanna's of the highest strain,

To Christ, the Lord be given!

Let mortals ne'er refuse to take,

Th' Hosanna on their tongues,

Lest rocks and stones should rise and break,

Their silence into songs.

With one consent let all the earth,

The praise of God proclaim;

Who sent the Saviour—by whose birth

To man Salvation came.

All nations join to magnify,

The great, the wondrous love

Of Him, who left for us the sky

And all the joys above.

But vainly thus, in hymns of praise,

We bear a joyful part,

If, while our voice aloud we raise,

We lift not up the heart.

We by a holy life alone,

Our Saviour's laws fulfil;

By those his glory best is shewn,

Who best performs his will.

May we to all his words attend,

With humble pious care;

Then shall our songs to Heaven ascend,

And find acceptance there.

Ye faithful, come, triumphant come,

To Bethlehem repair;

Behold the King of angels born,

Adore the Lord with prayer.

Him, God of God, light of light,

A spotless virgin bore,

True diety begot, not made;

Come let us him adore.

To thee O Jesus, this day born,

Be glorious anthems sung;

Th' eternal Word of God made flesh,

Be prais'd by every tongue.

Now let the holy host of heaven,

The cheerful chorus raise;

Praise in the highest to the Lord,

Him let all nations praise.