Fourth Sunday in Advent

Alway in the Lord rejoice,
Lift my soul thy heart and voice,
Lift them holy, high and pure,
For His mercies aye endure!

Up to heav'n where He doth live,
Thro' the world which He doth give,
Raise thy heart and lift thy voice,
'And again I say, Rejoice!'

Gently all thy trials take,
They are thine for Jesu's sake;
Meekly 'mid thy mercies move,
They are thine thro' Jesus love.

All thou hast and all thou art
Own as His with thankful heart,
Use as His with heedful care,
For His coming to prepare.

'Let your moderation be
Known to all men.' They shall see
What God's grace can make of those
Who upon His truth repose.

Live above, tho' living in.
This polluting world of sin,
Whether change or chance befal
Using, ' not abusing,' all.

Live in faith and live in prayer,
In His presence everywhere;
Live as angels tho' on earth,
Children of the second birth.

Live as those who, on His eye,
Hang with love, and walk thereby;
'In thy lot' prepared stand,
For the Lord is nigh at hand!