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THE CREED.

STEADFASTLY believe in God,
The Father of all might;

Who made this lower world, and all
The glorious worlds of light:

And I believe in Jesus Christ,
The everlasting Word;
Th' Almighty Father's only Son,

And our most gracious Lord.
Conceiv'd by th' Holy Ghost, and of
The Virgin Mary born;

By Pontius Pilate doom'd to bear
Most bitter pains and scorn;
Was crucified, and for a time,
Both dead and buried lay;
Descended into hell; and rose
To life on the third day;
Ascended up to heav'n; and there
At God's right hand is plac'd;
From whence he shall return to judge
The quick and dead at last.
I likewise firmly do believe,
O Holy Ghost, in thee;
The holy universal Church,
And saints' community.
Forgiveness of repented sins,
(Through Christ, our sacrifice,)
The resurrection of the dead,
And life that never dies.

THE LORD'S PRAYER.
First Metre.

OUR Father, who in heaven art,

Thy Name be hallow'd in each heart. Thy kingdom come: may we fulfil, Who dwell on earth, thy heav'nly will, With equal cheerfulness and love, As saints and angels do above.

Give us this day our daily bread:
Us into no temptation lead:
But with thy grace preserve us still
From sin, and ev'ry thing that's ill;
For thine the kingdom, and the pow'r,
And glory are for evermore.

Second Metre.

UR Father, who in heaven art,
Alhatow'd be thy Name;

Thy kingdom come; thy will be done
Throughout this earthly frame,

As cheerfully as 'tis by those

Who dwell with thee on high;
Lord, let thy bounty day by day
Our daily food supply.
As we forgive our enemies,

Thy pardon, Lord, we crave;
Into temptation lead us not,
But us from evil save.

For kingdom, pow'r, and glory, all
Belong, O Lord, to thee;
Thine from eternity they were,
And thine shall ever be.

THE TEN COMMANDMENTS.

GOD spake these words, O Israel hear,

What I shall now command;

Thy Lord and only God am I,
Who with almighty hand

From Egypt's land, and from the house
Of bondage set thee free:

And therefore Israel, thou shalt have
No other God but me.

Thou shalt no graven image make,
Nor likeness shalt thou feign,
Of any thing that heav'n or earth,
Or wat'ry deeps contain.

Thou shalt not how thyself to them,
Nor outward worship pay;

Much less shalt thou, in heart, adore,
And to an idol pray.

For I thy God, a jealous God,

The father's sin chastise

To third and fourth descent, of all
Who are my enemies:

But mercy do to thousands shew,
And bounteously repay
All those who me sincerely love,
And my commands obey.

The sacred Name of God thy Lord
Thou never shalt profane,

For God will them not guiltless hold
Who take his Name in vain.
Remember thou the sabbath day
To keep with holy care;

Six days to labour thou shalt take,
To finish each affair:

But God, thy Lord, the seventh day

His sabbath did ordain,

In which thou shalt from ev'ry kind
Of worldly work refrain.
Thyself, thy children, servants, then
From labour shall be free,
Thy cattle, and the stranger, whom
Thou tak'st to dwell with thee:

Honour thy parents, that thou may'st
Both long and happy live,

In that blest land which God, thy Lord,
Did for thy dwelling give.
From murder; from adultery;

And theft thou shalt forbear:
Nor falsely shalt in any case

Against thy neighbour swear.
Thou shalt not covet house or wife,
Or man, or maid of his,
Or ox, or ass, or ought whereof
He rightful owner is.

Have mercy therefore on us, Lord,
And all our hearts incline
With diligence and care to keep
These righteous laws of thine.

FOR CHRISTMAS DAY.
Morning Service.

HIGH let us swell our tuneful notes,

And join th' angelick throng,
For angels no such love have known,
T'awake a cheerful song.
Good-will to sinful men is shown,
And peace on earth is given;
For, lo! th' incarnate Saviour comes
With messages from heaven.
Justice and grace, with sweet accord,
His rising beams adorn;

Let heav'n and earth in concert join,
To us a Child is born.

Glory to God in highest strains,
In highest worlds be paid;

His glory by our lips proclaim'd,
And by our lives display'd.

When shall we reach those blissful realms
Where Christ exalted reigns;
And learn of the celestial choir
Their own immortal strains?

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Evening Service.

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' angelick host proclaim, Christ is born in Bethlehem.

Hark, the herald angels sing, Glory to the new-born King! Christ, by highest heav'n ador'd, Christ the everlasting Lord, Late in time behold him come, Offspring of a virgin's womb: Veil'd in flesh the Godhead he, Hail th' incarnate Deity: Pleas'd as man with man appear, Jesus our Immanuel here.

Hark, the herald angels, &c.

Hail the heav'n-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Sun of righteousness!
Light and life to all he brings,
Ris'n with healing in his wings.
Mild 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.
Hark, the herald angels, &c.

SONG OF THE ANGELS,
At the Nativity of our Blessed Saviour,
Luke ii. 8-15.

WHILE shepherds watch'd their

flocks by night,

All seated on the ground,

The angel of the Lord came down,
And glory shone around.
Fear not, said he, (for mighty dread
Had seiz'd their troubled mind,)
Glad tidings of great joy I bring
To you and all mankind.

To you, in David's town, this day
Is born of David's line

The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord;-
And this shall be the sign:

The heavenly Babe you there shall find
To human view display'd,

All meanly wrapt in swathing-bands,
And in a manger laid.

Thus spake the seraph, and forthwith
Appear'd a shining throng
Of angels, praising God, and thus
Address'd their joyful song:

All glory be to God on high,

And to the earth be peace;
Good-will henceforth from Heav'n to men
Begin, and never cease.

FOR EASTER DAY.
First Hymn.

SINCE Christ, our passover, is slain

A sacrifice for all;

Let all with thankful hearts agree
To keep the festival:

Not with the leaven, as of old,
Of sin and malice fed;
But with unfeign'd sincerity,

And truth's unleaven'd bread.
Christ, being rais'd by pow'r divine,
And rescu'd from the grave,
Shall die no more; death shall on him
No more dominion have.

For that he died, 'twas for our sins
He once vouchsaf'd to die;
But that he lives, he lives to God
For all eternity.

So count yourselves as dead to sin,
But graciously restor'd,

And made henceforth alive to God,
Through Jesus Christ our Lord.

HYMN I.

MY God, and is thy table spread,

And doth thy cup with love o'erflow?

Thither be all thy children led,

And let them all thy sweetness know. Hail, sacred feast, which Jesus makes, Rich banquet of his flesh and blood! Thrice happy he who here partakes That sacred stream, that heav'nly food. Why are its dainties all in vain

Before unwilling hearts display'd? Was not for you the victim slain?

Are you forbid the children's bread? O! let thy table honour'd be,

And furnish'd well with joyful guests; And may each soul salvation see,

That here its sacred pledges tastes! Let crowds approach, with hearts prepar'd,

With hearts inflam'd let all attend;
Nor, when we leave our Father's board,
The pleasure or the profit end.
Revive thy dying churches, Lord,
And bid our drooping graces live;
And more, that energy afford,

A Saviour's blood alone can give.
HYMN II.

Out of the Revelation of St. John.

Blessing and honour, glory, pow'r,
By all in earth and heav'n,
To him that sits upon the throne,
And to the Lamb be giv'n.

HYMN III.

Revelation, Chap. xix.

ALL ve who faithful servants are

Of our Almighty King,

Both high and low, and small and great,
His praise devoutly sing!

Let us rejoice and render thanks
To his most holy Name;
Rejoice, rejoice! for now is come
The marriage of the Lamb.
His bride herself has ready made,
Which is her saints' integrity,
How pure and white her dress !
And spotless holiness.

O therefore bless'd is every one,
Who to the marriage feast,

And holy supper of the Lamb,
Is made a welcome guest!

HYMN IV.

The Thanksgiving in the Church Communion Service.

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NO God be glory, peace on earth,
To all mankind good-will;
We bless, we praise, we worship thee,
And glorify thee still.

And thanks for thy great glory give,
That fills our souls with light;
O Lord! God! heav'nly King! the God
And Father of all might.

And thou, begotten Son of God,
Before all time begun ;

O Jesu Christ! God, Lamb of God!
The Father's only Son!

Have mercy, thou that tak'st the sins
Of all the world away!
Have mercy, Saviour of mankind,
And hear us when we pray!

O thou, who sitt'st at God's right hand,
Upon the Father's throne,

Have mercy on us, Thou, O Christ,
Who art the Holy One!

Thou, Lord,-who with the Holy Ghost,
Whom earth and heav'n adore,

In glory of the Father art
Most high for evermore.

THE LAMENTATION OF A
SINNER.

Art worthy to receive;

Since all things by thy pow'r were made,
And by thy bounty live.
And worthy is the Lamb, all pow'r,
Honour, and wealth to gain,

Glory and strength; who for our sins
A sacrifice was slain.

All worthy thou, who hast redeem'd
And ransom'd us to God,
From ev'ry nation, ev'ry coast,
By thy most precious blood.

Who lie in woeful state,
Lamenting all my sinful life
Before thy mercy-gate;

A gate which opens wide to those
That do lament their sin:

Shut not that gate against me, Lord,
But let me enter in.

And call me not to strict account,
How I have sojourn'd here;
For then my guilty conscience knows
How vile I shall appear.

I need not to confess my life

To thee, who best canst tell What I have been, and what I am; I know thou know'st it well. The circumstances of my crimes, Their number and their kind, Thou know'st them all; and more, much Than I can call to mind: Therefore, with tears, I come to beg Of my offended God, For pardon, like a child that dreads His angry parent's rod.

So come I to thy mercy-gate,

Where mercy doth abound, Imploring pardon for my sin, To heal my deadly wound. O Lord, I need not to repeat

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The comfort I would have:
Thou know'st, O Lord, before I ask,
The blessing I do crave.
Mercy, good Lord, mercy I ask,
This is the total sum;
For mercy, Lord, is all my suit;
Lord, let thy mercy come!

FOR THE MORNING.

AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun

Thy daily stage of duty run;
Shake off dull sloth, and early rise
To pay thy morning sacrifice.

Redeem thy nispent moments past,
And live this day as if the last;
Thy talents to improve take care;
For the great day thyself prepare.

Let all thy converse be sincere,
Thy conscience as the noon-day clear;
For God's all-seeing eye surveys
Thy secret thoughts, thy works and ways.
Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart,
And with the angels bear thy part;
Who all night long unwearied sing
High glory to th' eternal King!

FOR THE EVENING.

LORY to thee, my God, this night,

GFor all the blessings of the light;

Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,
Beneath thy own almighty wings!
Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son,
The ill that I this day have done;
That, with the world, myself, and thee,
1, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
Teach me to live, that I may dread
The grave as little as my bed;
Teach me to die, that so I may
Rise glorious at the awful day.
O let my soul on thee repose!

And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close;
Sleep, that shall me more vig'rous make,
To serve my God, when I awake.

If in the night I sleepless lie,

My soul with heavenly thoughts supply;
Let no ill dreams disturb my rest,
No powers of darkness me molest.
Praise God, from whom all blessings flow;
Praise him, all creatures here below;
Praise him above, angelick host,
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

As the Old 148, the 136, 148.

As the Old 104, the 149.