117 L. M. Luke 2:11.
When Jordan hushed his waters still, And silence slept on Zion’s hill, When Bethlehem’s shepherds, thro’ the night, Watched o’er their flocks by starry light—
2 Hark! from the midnight hills around, A voice of more than mortal sound, In distant hallelujahs stole, Wild murmuring o’er the raptured soul.
3 On wheels of light, on wings of flame, The glorious hosts of Zion came; High heaven with songs of triumph rung, While thus they struck their harps and sung:
4 “O Zion, lift thy raptured eye; The long-expected hour is nigh; The joys of nature rise again; The Prince of Salem comes to reign.
5 “See, Mercy, from her golden urn, Pours a rich stream to them that mourn; Behold, she binds with tender care The bleeding bosom of despair.
6 “He comes to cheer the trembling heart: Bids Satan and his host depart; Again the day-star gilds the gloom, Again the bowers of Eden bloom.”
118 L. M. Genesis 3:15.
Behold the woman’s promised seed! Behold the great Messiah come! Behold the prophets all agreed To give him the superior room!
2 Abrah’m, the saint, rejoiced of old, When visions of the Lord he saw; Moses, the man of God, foretold This great fulfiller of his law.
3 The types bore witness to his name, Obtained their chief design, and ceased— The incense and the bleeding lamb, The ark, the altar, and the priest.
4 Predictions in abundance join To pour their witness on his head: Jesus, we bow before thy throne, And own thee as the promised seed.