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The man who erring counsel shuns

Author: John Brownlie Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: I The man who erring counsel shuns, Nor strays where sinners meet, But in the law of God delights In meditation sweet, Shall reap the happiness of those To whom the Lord His favour shews. II As tree beside the water brooks Whose leaf unfading lives, And when the time appointed comes, A bounteous fruitage gives;— So shall he prosper all his days, Whose hope is in God’s law always. III Not so the wicked,—they are chaff Before the wind that flies, Nor could they stand His searching glance, Should God in judgment rise; For known to God are all the right, But wicked men shall perish quite. Hymns from the Morningland, 1911

They brought Him to the hill of death

Author: John Brownlie Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: I They brought Him to the hill of death Where ruthless felons died, And there, upon a cross of shame, The Christ was crucified; By wicked men the nails were driven, And God, in silence, looked from heaven. II They bade Him find His help in God, If He were Christ indeed, And save Himself, as He had saved So many in their need; Such taunting words like venom stung, And God beheld the arrows flung. III They wagged their heads in mocking scorn, And bade the Christ come down,— While from His wounds the blood-drops fell, And from the thorny crown; The spear uplifted pierced His side, And God beheld the crimson tide. IV All dark at noon, the sun refused His wonted light to shed, For sin and death had God defied, And Christ His Son was dead; And God had turned His face away, Nor heard the Christ in anguish pray. V All hail the Resurrection morn! The light returns again, And Christ is throned at God’s right hand Who once for man was slain; And God extends His pardoning grace, Nor hides the brightness of His face. Hymns from the Morningland, 1911

Hymn For Christmas

Author: Nathaniel H. Carter, 1837-1830 Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8 Appears in 4 hymnals First Line: In hymns of praise, eternal God! Lyrics: 1 In hymns of praise, eternal God! When Thy creating hand Stretched out the arch of Heav’n abroad, And meted sea and land, The morning stars together sung, And shouts of joy from angels sung. 2 The Earth’s prime hour, more joyous far Was that eventful morn, When brilliant beam from Bethlehem’s star Announced a Savior born! Then sweeter strains from Heaven began— "Glory to God—good will to man." 3 Babe of the manger! Can it be? Art Thou the Son of God? Shall subject nations bow the knee, And kings obey Thy nod? Shall thrones and monarchs prostrate fall Before the tenant of a stall? 4 ’Tis He! the hymning seraphs cry, While hov’ring, drawn to earth; ’Tis He! the shepherds’ songs reply, Hail! hail Emmanuel’s birth! The rod of peace those hands shall bear, That brow a crown of glory wear! 5 ’Tis He! the eastern sages sing, And spread their golden hoard; ’Tis He! the hills of Sion ring, Hosanna to the Lord! The Prince of long prophetic years Today in Bethlehem appears! 6 He comes! The Conqueror’s march begins, No blood His banner stains; He comes to save the world from sins, And break the captive’s chains! The poor, the sick, and blind shall bless The Prince of Peace and Righteousness. 7 Though now in swaddling-clothes He lies, All hearts His power shall own, When He, with legions of the skies, The clouds of Heav’n His throne, Shall come to judge the quick and dead, And strike a trembling world with dread. Used With Tune: CHORLEYWOOD Text Sources: The Ladies' Magazine by Sarah J. Hale, vol. 1, p. 567 (Boston: Putnam & Hung, 1828)

The Christmas Chimes

Author: John C. Middleton Meter: 8.6.8.6.8.8 Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: The Christmas chimes are ringing in Lyrics: 1 The Christmas chimes are ringing in The day when Christ was born; And children’s voices, sweetly tuned, Welcome the blessèd morn With that first Christmas song again, "Glory to God, good will to men." 2 Judea’s hills, with glory crowned, Beheld the Prince of Peace; While angels of His advent sang In songs that ne’er shall cease; Each year resounds the chorus still, "Glory to God, good will to men." 3 Now wrapped in swathing bands behold The infant Savior lie; The wondering Mary at His side— Th’adoring shepherds by— And angels o’er them, singing still, "Glory to God, good will to men." 4 None others raise the joyful song From Jew or Gentile tongue! But now from eastern shore to west That Christmas song is sung, Which first swelled out o’er Judah’s plain, "Glory to God, good will to men." 5 The Church on earth and Church in Heav’n Today are truly one— There ransomed children’s voices rise In praises round the throne; And here we join the glad refrain "Glory to God, good will to men." 6 "Glory to God in sweetest songs!" Let children’s voices raise Th’angelic chorus, till the earth Be all enwrapped with praise, And every heart this anthem thrill, "Glory to God, good will to men." Used With Tune: MISQUAMICUT