"Thou shalt call his name Jesus."

"And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host, praising God, and saying, Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good pleasure in men." Luke 2:13-14.

What melody is this,
That wakes at Jesus' name
Ten thousand thousand chords of bliss,
And everlasting fame!

What rapture fills my soul,
Immanuel here to find!
What symphonies around me roll,
From God's eternal mind!

Oh, dearest, best of names,
Harmonious mystery;
Each sweet vibrating thought inflames,
Each whisper tells of Thee.

Creation's sole desire,
Her Lord and Morning Light;
Responsive soon she'll join the choir,
And in His praise unite.

Fulfil, O Lord, Thy vow,
And quickly come again;
The whole creation groaneth now,
And travaileth in pain.

Lord Jesus, burst her chain,
Bring in Thy jubilee;
And let all Nature's loud Amen
Proclaim her liberty. C. F. C,