By A Collection of Hymns

      C.M.
      1 O SAVIOUR, whom this holy morn
      Gave to our world below;
      To mortal want and labour born,
      And more than mortal woe;

      2 Incarnate Word! by every grief,
      By each temptation tried,
      Who lived to yield our ills relief,
      And to redeem us died!

      3 If gaily clothed and proudly fed
      In dangerous wealth we dwell,
      Remind us of thy manger bed
      And lowly cottage cell.

      4 If pressed by poverty severe
      In anxious want we pine,
      O may thy Spirit whisper near
      How poor a lot was thine!

      5 Through this life's ever-varying scene
      From sin preserve us free;
      Like us thou hast a mourner been,
      May we rejoice with thee!