1 SEE! the kind shepherd, Jesus, stands, 2 The forest-tops are lowly cast And calls his sheep by name; Gathers the feeble in his arms, And feeds the tender lamb. 2 He'll lead us to the heavenly streams, Where living waters flow; And guide us to the fruitful fields, Where trees of knowledge grow. O'er breezy hill and glen, As if a prayerful spirit passed On nature as on men. 3 The sky is as a temple's arch: GOULD. C.M. MODERN HARP (by permission). 58. The Nativity. E. H. SEARS. 6 Light on thy hills, Jerusalem! The Saviour now is born; 1 CALM, on the listening ear of night, Come heaven's melodious strains, Where wild Judæa 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 And greet, from all their holy heights, 4 O'er the blue depths of Galilee, There comes a holier calm; 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!" The last two verses may be sung to "Hummel." Good-will henceforth, from heaven to men, 1 THE dove, let loose in Eastern skies, 1 HARK the glad sound, the Saviour comes, 2 But high she shoots through air and light, The Saviour promised long; Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song. 2 He comes, from thickest films of vice To clear the mental ray, And on the eyeballs of the blind 3 He comes, the broken heart to bind, The bleeding soul to cure, And with the treasure of his grace Above all low delay, Where nothing earthly bounds her flight, Nor shadow dims her way. 3 So grant me, Lord, from every snare 4 No sin to cloud, no lure to stay, |