IN REDEMPTION.105L. M.God only wise.Awake, my tongue; thy tribute bringTo him who gave thee power to sing;Praise him who is all praise above,The source of wisdom and of love.2How vast his knowledge! how profound!A depth where all our thoughts are drowned;The stars he numbers, and their namesHe gives to all those heavenly flames.3Through each bright world above, beholdTen thousand thousand charms unfold;Earth, air, and mighty seas combineTo speak his wisdom all divine.4But in redemption, O what grace!Its wonders, O, what thought can trace!Here, wisdom shines for ever bright;Praise him, my soul, with sweet delight.Needham.106L. M.Grace.My God, how excellent thy grace!Whence all our hope and comfort springs;The sons of Adam in distress,Fly to the shadow of thy wings.2Life, like a fountain rich and free,Springs from the presence of my Lord,And in thy light our souls shall seeThe glories promised in thy word.Watts.107L. M.Creation and redemption.Give to our God immortal praise;Mercy and truth are all his ways:Wonders of grace to God belong;Repeat his mercies in your song.2Give to the Lord of lords renown,The King of kings with glory crown:His mercies ever shall endure,When lords and kings are known no more.3He built the earth, he spread the sky,And fixed the starry lights on high:Wonders of grace to God belong;Repeat his mercies in your song.4He fills the sun with morning light,He bids the moon direct the night:His mercies ever shall endure,When suns and moons shall shine no more.5He sent his Son with power to saveFrom guilt, and darkness, and the grave:Wonders of grace to God belong;Repeat his mercies in your song.6Through this vain world he guides our feet,And leads us to his heavenly seat:His mercies ever shall endure,When this vain world shall be no more.Watts.108L. M.The reconciliation.O love, beyond conception great,That formed the vast, stupendous plan,Where all divine perfections meetTo reconcile rebellious man:2There wisdom shines in fullest blaze,And justice all her right maintains—Astonished angels stoop to gaze,While mercy o’er the guilty reigns.3Yes, mercy reigns, and justice too;In Christ they both harmonious meet;He paid to justice all her due;And now he fills the mercy-seat.109L. M.What is man?Psalm 8.Lord, what is man? Extremes how wideIn this mysterious nature join!The flesh to worms and dust allied,The soul immortal and divine.2Divine at first, a holy flameKindled by heaven’s inspiring breath;Till sin, with power prevailing, came;Then followed darkness, shame and death.3But Jesus, O amazing grace!Assumed our nature as his own,Obeyed and suffered in our place,Then took it with him to his throne.4Now, what is man, when grace reveals,The virtue of a Saviour’s blood?Again a life divine he feels,Despises earth and walks with God.5And what, in yonder realms above,Is ransomed man ordained to be!With honor, holiness, and love,No seraph more adorned than he.6Nearest the throne, and first in song,Man shall his hallelujahs raise;While wondering angels round him throngAnd swell the chorus of his praise.Newton.110L. M.Love—that passeth knowledge.O love of God, how strong and true!Eternal and yet ever new:Above all price, and still unbought;Beyond all knowledge and all thought.2O, wide-embracing, wondrous love,We read thee in the sky above;We read thee in the earth below,In seas that swell and streams that flow.3We read thee best in him who cameTo bear for us the cross of shame;Sent by the Father from on high,Our life to live, our death to die.4O love of God, our shield and stayThrough all the perils of the way;Eternal love, in thee we rest,For ever safe, for ever blest.Bonar.111C. M.Nature and grace.Father! how wide thy glory shines!How high thy wonders rise!Known through the earth by thousand signs,By thousand through the skies.2Those mighty orbs proclaim thy power,Their motions speak thy skill;And on the wings of every hour,We read thy patience still.3But when we view thy strange designTo save rebellious worms,Where justice and compassion joinIn their divinest forms,4Our thoughts are lost in reverent awe,We love and we adore;The brightest angel never sawSo much of God before.5Here the whole Deity is known;But thought can never traceWhich of the glories brighter shine,The justice, or the grace.6Now the full glories of the LambAdorn the heavenly plains:Bright seraphs learn Immanuel’s name,And try their choicest strains.7O! may I bear some humble partIn that immortal song;Wonder and joy shall tune my heart,And love command my tongue.Watts.112C. M.Heaven and earth are full of his glory.Eternal Wisdom, thee we praise;Thee all thy creatures sing:While with thy name, rocks, hills, and seas,And heaven’s high palace, ring.2Thy hand, how wide it spread the sky;How glorious to behold!Tinged with a blue of heavenly dye,And decked with sparkling gold.3Almighty power, and equal skill,Shine through the worlds abroad,Our souls with vast amazement fill,And speak the builder, God.4But still the wonders of thy graceOur warmer passions move;Here we behold our Saviour’s face,And here adore his love.Watts.113C. M.God is love.Come, ye that know and fear the Lord,And raise your souls above;Let every heart and voice accordTo sing that—God is love.2This precious truth his word declares,And all his mercies prove;While Christ, th’ atoning Lamb, appears,To show that—God is love.3Behold his loving-kindness waitsFor those who from him rove,And calls for mercy reach their hearts,To teach them—God is love.4O! may we all, while here below,This best of blessings prove;Till warmer hearts, in brighter worlds,Shall shout that—God is love.G. Burder.114C. M.No joy without God.Psalm 73.God! my supporter and my hope,My help for ever near,Thine arm of mercy held me upWhen sinking in despair.2Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feetThrough this dark wilderness;Thy hand conduct me near thy seat,To dwell before thy face.3Were I in heaven without my God,’Twould be no joy to me;And while this earth is my abode,I long for none but thee.4What if the springs of life were broke,And flesh and heart should faint?God is my soul’s eternal rock,The strength of every saint.Watts.1158s, 7s & 4.Jehovah my strength.Guide me, O thou great Jehovah,Pilgrim through this barren land;I am weak, but thou art mighty,Hold me with thy powerful hand;Bread of heaven,Feed me till I want no more.2Open thou the crystal fountainWhence the healing waters flow;Let the fiery, cloudy pillar,Lead me all my journey through;Strong Deliverer,Be thou still my strength and shield.3When I tread the verge of Jordan,Bid the swelling stream divide;Death of death, and hell’s destruction,Land me safe on Canaan’s side!Songs of praisesI will ever give to thee.Oliver.1168s & 7s.God is light and love.God is love; his mercy brightensAll the path in which we move!Bliss he grants, and woe he lightens;God is light, and God is love.2Chance and change are busy ever;Worlds decay and ages move;But his mercy waneth never;God is light, and God is love.3E’en the hour that darkest seemeth,His unchanging goodness proves;From the cloud his brightness streameth;God is light, and God is love.4He our earthly cares entwinethWith his comforts from above;Everywhere his glory shineth;God is light, and God is love.Bowring.
105L. M.God only wise.Awake, my tongue; thy tribute bringTo him who gave thee power to sing;Praise him who is all praise above,The source of wisdom and of love.2How vast his knowledge! how profound!A depth where all our thoughts are drowned;The stars he numbers, and their namesHe gives to all those heavenly flames.3Through each bright world above, beholdTen thousand thousand charms unfold;Earth, air, and mighty seas combineTo speak his wisdom all divine.4But in redemption, O what grace!Its wonders, O, what thought can trace!Here, wisdom shines for ever bright;Praise him, my soul, with sweet delight.Needham.
L. M.
God only wise.
Awake, my tongue; thy tribute bringTo him who gave thee power to sing;Praise him who is all praise above,The source of wisdom and of love.
Awake, my tongue; thy tribute bring
To him who gave thee power to sing;
Praise him who is all praise above,
The source of wisdom and of love.
2How vast his knowledge! how profound!A depth where all our thoughts are drowned;The stars he numbers, and their namesHe gives to all those heavenly flames.
2How vast his knowledge! how profound!
A depth where all our thoughts are drowned;
The stars he numbers, and their names
He gives to all those heavenly flames.
3Through each bright world above, beholdTen thousand thousand charms unfold;Earth, air, and mighty seas combineTo speak his wisdom all divine.
3Through each bright world above, behold
Ten thousand thousand charms unfold;
Earth, air, and mighty seas combine
To speak his wisdom all divine.
4But in redemption, O what grace!Its wonders, O, what thought can trace!Here, wisdom shines for ever bright;Praise him, my soul, with sweet delight.
4But in redemption, O what grace!
Its wonders, O, what thought can trace!
Here, wisdom shines for ever bright;
Praise him, my soul, with sweet delight.
Needham.
106L. M.Grace.My God, how excellent thy grace!Whence all our hope and comfort springs;The sons of Adam in distress,Fly to the shadow of thy wings.2Life, like a fountain rich and free,Springs from the presence of my Lord,And in thy light our souls shall seeThe glories promised in thy word.Watts.
L. M.
Grace.
My God, how excellent thy grace!Whence all our hope and comfort springs;The sons of Adam in distress,Fly to the shadow of thy wings.
My God, how excellent thy grace!
Whence all our hope and comfort springs;
The sons of Adam in distress,
Fly to the shadow of thy wings.
2Life, like a fountain rich and free,Springs from the presence of my Lord,And in thy light our souls shall seeThe glories promised in thy word.
2Life, like a fountain rich and free,
Springs from the presence of my Lord,
And in thy light our souls shall see
The glories promised in thy word.
Watts.
107L. M.Creation and redemption.Give to our God immortal praise;Mercy and truth are all his ways:Wonders of grace to God belong;Repeat his mercies in your song.2Give to the Lord of lords renown,The King of kings with glory crown:His mercies ever shall endure,When lords and kings are known no more.3He built the earth, he spread the sky,And fixed the starry lights on high:Wonders of grace to God belong;Repeat his mercies in your song.4He fills the sun with morning light,He bids the moon direct the night:His mercies ever shall endure,When suns and moons shall shine no more.5He sent his Son with power to saveFrom guilt, and darkness, and the grave:Wonders of grace to God belong;Repeat his mercies in your song.6Through this vain world he guides our feet,And leads us to his heavenly seat:His mercies ever shall endure,When this vain world shall be no more.Watts.
L. M.
Creation and redemption.
Give to our God immortal praise;Mercy and truth are all his ways:Wonders of grace to God belong;Repeat his mercies in your song.
Give to our God immortal praise;
Mercy and truth are all his ways:
Wonders of grace to God belong;
Repeat his mercies in your song.
2Give to the Lord of lords renown,The King of kings with glory crown:His mercies ever shall endure,When lords and kings are known no more.
2Give to the Lord of lords renown,
The King of kings with glory crown:
His mercies ever shall endure,
When lords and kings are known no more.
3He built the earth, he spread the sky,And fixed the starry lights on high:Wonders of grace to God belong;Repeat his mercies in your song.
3He built the earth, he spread the sky,
And fixed the starry lights on high:
Wonders of grace to God belong;
Repeat his mercies in your song.
4He fills the sun with morning light,He bids the moon direct the night:His mercies ever shall endure,When suns and moons shall shine no more.
4He fills the sun with morning light,
He bids the moon direct the night:
His mercies ever shall endure,
When suns and moons shall shine no more.
5He sent his Son with power to saveFrom guilt, and darkness, and the grave:Wonders of grace to God belong;Repeat his mercies in your song.
5He sent his Son with power to save
From guilt, and darkness, and the grave:
Wonders of grace to God belong;
Repeat his mercies in your song.
6Through this vain world he guides our feet,And leads us to his heavenly seat:His mercies ever shall endure,When this vain world shall be no more.
6Through this vain world he guides our feet,
And leads us to his heavenly seat:
His mercies ever shall endure,
When this vain world shall be no more.
Watts.
108L. M.The reconciliation.O love, beyond conception great,That formed the vast, stupendous plan,Where all divine perfections meetTo reconcile rebellious man:2There wisdom shines in fullest blaze,And justice all her right maintains—Astonished angels stoop to gaze,While mercy o’er the guilty reigns.3Yes, mercy reigns, and justice too;In Christ they both harmonious meet;He paid to justice all her due;And now he fills the mercy-seat.
L. M.
The reconciliation.
O love, beyond conception great,That formed the vast, stupendous plan,Where all divine perfections meetTo reconcile rebellious man:
O love, beyond conception great,
That formed the vast, stupendous plan,
Where all divine perfections meet
To reconcile rebellious man:
2There wisdom shines in fullest blaze,And justice all her right maintains—Astonished angels stoop to gaze,While mercy o’er the guilty reigns.
2There wisdom shines in fullest blaze,
And justice all her right maintains—
Astonished angels stoop to gaze,
While mercy o’er the guilty reigns.
3Yes, mercy reigns, and justice too;In Christ they both harmonious meet;He paid to justice all her due;And now he fills the mercy-seat.
3Yes, mercy reigns, and justice too;
In Christ they both harmonious meet;
He paid to justice all her due;
And now he fills the mercy-seat.
109L. M.What is man?Psalm 8.Lord, what is man? Extremes how wideIn this mysterious nature join!The flesh to worms and dust allied,The soul immortal and divine.2Divine at first, a holy flameKindled by heaven’s inspiring breath;Till sin, with power prevailing, came;Then followed darkness, shame and death.3But Jesus, O amazing grace!Assumed our nature as his own,Obeyed and suffered in our place,Then took it with him to his throne.4Now, what is man, when grace reveals,The virtue of a Saviour’s blood?Again a life divine he feels,Despises earth and walks with God.5And what, in yonder realms above,Is ransomed man ordained to be!With honor, holiness, and love,No seraph more adorned than he.6Nearest the throne, and first in song,Man shall his hallelujahs raise;While wondering angels round him throngAnd swell the chorus of his praise.Newton.
L. M.
What is man?Psalm 8.
Lord, what is man? Extremes how wideIn this mysterious nature join!The flesh to worms and dust allied,The soul immortal and divine.
Lord, what is man? Extremes how wide
In this mysterious nature join!
The flesh to worms and dust allied,
The soul immortal and divine.
2Divine at first, a holy flameKindled by heaven’s inspiring breath;Till sin, with power prevailing, came;Then followed darkness, shame and death.
2Divine at first, a holy flame
Kindled by heaven’s inspiring breath;
Till sin, with power prevailing, came;
Then followed darkness, shame and death.
3But Jesus, O amazing grace!Assumed our nature as his own,Obeyed and suffered in our place,Then took it with him to his throne.
3But Jesus, O amazing grace!
Assumed our nature as his own,
Obeyed and suffered in our place,
Then took it with him to his throne.
4Now, what is man, when grace reveals,The virtue of a Saviour’s blood?Again a life divine he feels,Despises earth and walks with God.
4Now, what is man, when grace reveals,
The virtue of a Saviour’s blood?
Again a life divine he feels,
Despises earth and walks with God.
5And what, in yonder realms above,Is ransomed man ordained to be!With honor, holiness, and love,No seraph more adorned than he.
5And what, in yonder realms above,
Is ransomed man ordained to be!
With honor, holiness, and love,
No seraph more adorned than he.
6Nearest the throne, and first in song,Man shall his hallelujahs raise;While wondering angels round him throngAnd swell the chorus of his praise.
6Nearest the throne, and first in song,
Man shall his hallelujahs raise;
While wondering angels round him throng
And swell the chorus of his praise.
Newton.
110L. M.Love—that passeth knowledge.O love of God, how strong and true!Eternal and yet ever new:Above all price, and still unbought;Beyond all knowledge and all thought.2O, wide-embracing, wondrous love,We read thee in the sky above;We read thee in the earth below,In seas that swell and streams that flow.3We read thee best in him who cameTo bear for us the cross of shame;Sent by the Father from on high,Our life to live, our death to die.4O love of God, our shield and stayThrough all the perils of the way;Eternal love, in thee we rest,For ever safe, for ever blest.Bonar.
L. M.
Love—that passeth knowledge.
O love of God, how strong and true!Eternal and yet ever new:Above all price, and still unbought;Beyond all knowledge and all thought.
O love of God, how strong and true!
Eternal and yet ever new:
Above all price, and still unbought;
Beyond all knowledge and all thought.
2O, wide-embracing, wondrous love,We read thee in the sky above;We read thee in the earth below,In seas that swell and streams that flow.
2O, wide-embracing, wondrous love,
We read thee in the sky above;
We read thee in the earth below,
In seas that swell and streams that flow.
3We read thee best in him who cameTo bear for us the cross of shame;Sent by the Father from on high,Our life to live, our death to die.
3We read thee best in him who came
To bear for us the cross of shame;
Sent by the Father from on high,
Our life to live, our death to die.
4O love of God, our shield and stayThrough all the perils of the way;Eternal love, in thee we rest,For ever safe, for ever blest.
4O love of God, our shield and stay
Through all the perils of the way;
Eternal love, in thee we rest,
For ever safe, for ever blest.
Bonar.
111C. M.Nature and grace.Father! how wide thy glory shines!How high thy wonders rise!Known through the earth by thousand signs,By thousand through the skies.2Those mighty orbs proclaim thy power,Their motions speak thy skill;And on the wings of every hour,We read thy patience still.3But when we view thy strange designTo save rebellious worms,Where justice and compassion joinIn their divinest forms,4Our thoughts are lost in reverent awe,We love and we adore;The brightest angel never sawSo much of God before.5Here the whole Deity is known;But thought can never traceWhich of the glories brighter shine,The justice, or the grace.6Now the full glories of the LambAdorn the heavenly plains:Bright seraphs learn Immanuel’s name,And try their choicest strains.7O! may I bear some humble partIn that immortal song;Wonder and joy shall tune my heart,And love command my tongue.Watts.
C. M.
Nature and grace.
Father! how wide thy glory shines!How high thy wonders rise!Known through the earth by thousand signs,By thousand through the skies.
Father! how wide thy glory shines!
How high thy wonders rise!
Known through the earth by thousand signs,
By thousand through the skies.
2Those mighty orbs proclaim thy power,Their motions speak thy skill;And on the wings of every hour,We read thy patience still.
2Those mighty orbs proclaim thy power,
Their motions speak thy skill;
And on the wings of every hour,
We read thy patience still.
3But when we view thy strange designTo save rebellious worms,Where justice and compassion joinIn their divinest forms,
3But when we view thy strange design
To save rebellious worms,
Where justice and compassion join
In their divinest forms,
4Our thoughts are lost in reverent awe,We love and we adore;The brightest angel never sawSo much of God before.
4Our thoughts are lost in reverent awe,
We love and we adore;
The brightest angel never saw
So much of God before.
5Here the whole Deity is known;But thought can never traceWhich of the glories brighter shine,The justice, or the grace.
5Here the whole Deity is known;
But thought can never trace
Which of the glories brighter shine,
The justice, or the grace.
6Now the full glories of the LambAdorn the heavenly plains:Bright seraphs learn Immanuel’s name,And try their choicest strains.
6Now the full glories of the Lamb
Adorn the heavenly plains:
Bright seraphs learn Immanuel’s name,
And try their choicest strains.
7O! may I bear some humble partIn that immortal song;Wonder and joy shall tune my heart,And love command my tongue.
7O! may I bear some humble part
In that immortal song;
Wonder and joy shall tune my heart,
And love command my tongue.
Watts.
112C. M.Heaven and earth are full of his glory.Eternal Wisdom, thee we praise;Thee all thy creatures sing:While with thy name, rocks, hills, and seas,And heaven’s high palace, ring.2Thy hand, how wide it spread the sky;How glorious to behold!Tinged with a blue of heavenly dye,And decked with sparkling gold.3Almighty power, and equal skill,Shine through the worlds abroad,Our souls with vast amazement fill,And speak the builder, God.4But still the wonders of thy graceOur warmer passions move;Here we behold our Saviour’s face,And here adore his love.Watts.
C. M.
Heaven and earth are full of his glory.
Eternal Wisdom, thee we praise;Thee all thy creatures sing:While with thy name, rocks, hills, and seas,And heaven’s high palace, ring.
Eternal Wisdom, thee we praise;
Thee all thy creatures sing:
While with thy name, rocks, hills, and seas,
And heaven’s high palace, ring.
2Thy hand, how wide it spread the sky;How glorious to behold!Tinged with a blue of heavenly dye,And decked with sparkling gold.
2Thy hand, how wide it spread the sky;
How glorious to behold!
Tinged with a blue of heavenly dye,
And decked with sparkling gold.
3Almighty power, and equal skill,Shine through the worlds abroad,Our souls with vast amazement fill,And speak the builder, God.
3Almighty power, and equal skill,
Shine through the worlds abroad,
Our souls with vast amazement fill,
And speak the builder, God.
4But still the wonders of thy graceOur warmer passions move;Here we behold our Saviour’s face,And here adore his love.
4But still the wonders of thy grace
Our warmer passions move;
Here we behold our Saviour’s face,
And here adore his love.
Watts.
113C. M.God is love.Come, ye that know and fear the Lord,And raise your souls above;Let every heart and voice accordTo sing that—God is love.2This precious truth his word declares,And all his mercies prove;While Christ, th’ atoning Lamb, appears,To show that—God is love.3Behold his loving-kindness waitsFor those who from him rove,And calls for mercy reach their hearts,To teach them—God is love.4O! may we all, while here below,This best of blessings prove;Till warmer hearts, in brighter worlds,Shall shout that—God is love.G. Burder.
C. M.
God is love.
Come, ye that know and fear the Lord,And raise your souls above;Let every heart and voice accordTo sing that—God is love.
Come, ye that know and fear the Lord,
And raise your souls above;
Let every heart and voice accord
To sing that—God is love.
2This precious truth his word declares,And all his mercies prove;While Christ, th’ atoning Lamb, appears,To show that—God is love.
2This precious truth his word declares,
And all his mercies prove;
While Christ, th’ atoning Lamb, appears,
To show that—God is love.
3Behold his loving-kindness waitsFor those who from him rove,And calls for mercy reach their hearts,To teach them—God is love.
3Behold his loving-kindness waits
For those who from him rove,
And calls for mercy reach their hearts,
To teach them—God is love.
4O! may we all, while here below,This best of blessings prove;Till warmer hearts, in brighter worlds,Shall shout that—God is love.
4O! may we all, while here below,
This best of blessings prove;
Till warmer hearts, in brighter worlds,
Shall shout that—God is love.
G. Burder.
114C. M.No joy without God.Psalm 73.God! my supporter and my hope,My help for ever near,Thine arm of mercy held me upWhen sinking in despair.2Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feetThrough this dark wilderness;Thy hand conduct me near thy seat,To dwell before thy face.3Were I in heaven without my God,’Twould be no joy to me;And while this earth is my abode,I long for none but thee.4What if the springs of life were broke,And flesh and heart should faint?God is my soul’s eternal rock,The strength of every saint.Watts.
C. M.
No joy without God.Psalm 73.
God! my supporter and my hope,My help for ever near,Thine arm of mercy held me upWhen sinking in despair.
God! my supporter and my hope,
My help for ever near,
Thine arm of mercy held me up
When sinking in despair.
2Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feetThrough this dark wilderness;Thy hand conduct me near thy seat,To dwell before thy face.
2Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet
Through this dark wilderness;
Thy hand conduct me near thy seat,
To dwell before thy face.
3Were I in heaven without my God,’Twould be no joy to me;And while this earth is my abode,I long for none but thee.
3Were I in heaven without my God,
’Twould be no joy to me;
And while this earth is my abode,
I long for none but thee.
4What if the springs of life were broke,And flesh and heart should faint?God is my soul’s eternal rock,The strength of every saint.
4What if the springs of life were broke,
And flesh and heart should faint?
God is my soul’s eternal rock,
The strength of every saint.
Watts.
1158s, 7s & 4.Jehovah my strength.Guide me, O thou great Jehovah,Pilgrim through this barren land;I am weak, but thou art mighty,Hold me with thy powerful hand;Bread of heaven,Feed me till I want no more.2Open thou the crystal fountainWhence the healing waters flow;Let the fiery, cloudy pillar,Lead me all my journey through;Strong Deliverer,Be thou still my strength and shield.3When I tread the verge of Jordan,Bid the swelling stream divide;Death of death, and hell’s destruction,Land me safe on Canaan’s side!Songs of praisesI will ever give to thee.Oliver.
8s, 7s & 4.
Jehovah my strength.
Guide me, O thou great Jehovah,Pilgrim through this barren land;I am weak, but thou art mighty,Hold me with thy powerful hand;Bread of heaven,Feed me till I want no more.
Guide me, O thou great Jehovah,
Pilgrim through this barren land;
I am weak, but thou art mighty,
Hold me with thy powerful hand;
Bread of heaven,
Feed me till I want no more.
2Open thou the crystal fountainWhence the healing waters flow;Let the fiery, cloudy pillar,Lead me all my journey through;Strong Deliverer,Be thou still my strength and shield.
2Open thou the crystal fountain
Whence the healing waters flow;
Let the fiery, cloudy pillar,
Lead me all my journey through;
Strong Deliverer,
Be thou still my strength and shield.
3When I tread the verge of Jordan,Bid the swelling stream divide;Death of death, and hell’s destruction,Land me safe on Canaan’s side!Songs of praisesI will ever give to thee.
3When I tread the verge of Jordan,
Bid the swelling stream divide;
Death of death, and hell’s destruction,
Land me safe on Canaan’s side!
Songs of praises
I will ever give to thee.
Oliver.
1168s & 7s.God is light and love.God is love; his mercy brightensAll the path in which we move!Bliss he grants, and woe he lightens;God is light, and God is love.2Chance and change are busy ever;Worlds decay and ages move;But his mercy waneth never;God is light, and God is love.3E’en the hour that darkest seemeth,His unchanging goodness proves;From the cloud his brightness streameth;God is light, and God is love.4He our earthly cares entwinethWith his comforts from above;Everywhere his glory shineth;God is light, and God is love.Bowring.
8s & 7s.
God is light and love.
God is love; his mercy brightensAll the path in which we move!Bliss he grants, and woe he lightens;God is light, and God is love.
God is love; his mercy brightens
All the path in which we move!
Bliss he grants, and woe he lightens;
God is light, and God is love.
2Chance and change are busy ever;Worlds decay and ages move;But his mercy waneth never;God is light, and God is love.
2Chance and change are busy ever;
Worlds decay and ages move;
But his mercy waneth never;
God is light, and God is love.
3E’en the hour that darkest seemeth,His unchanging goodness proves;From the cloud his brightness streameth;God is light, and God is love.
3E’en the hour that darkest seemeth,
His unchanging goodness proves;
From the cloud his brightness streameth;
God is light, and God is love.
4He our earthly cares entwinethWith his comforts from above;Everywhere his glory shineth;God is light, and God is love.
4He our earthly cares entwineth
With his comforts from above;
Everywhere his glory shineth;
God is light, and God is love.
Bowring.
CHRIST: THE NATIVITY.117L. M.Luke 2:11.When Jordan hushed his waters still,And silence slept on Zion’s hill,When Bethlehem’s shepherds, thro’ the night,Watched o’er their flocks by starry light—2Hark! from the midnight hills around,A voice of more than mortal sound,In distant hallelujahs stole,Wild murmuring o’er the raptured soul.3On wheels of light, on wings of flame,The glorious hosts of Zion came;High heaven with songs of triumph rung,While thus they struck their harps and sung:4“O Zion, lift thy raptured eye;The long-expected hour is nigh;The joys of nature rise again;The Prince of Salem comes to reign.5“See, Mercy, from her golden urn,Pours a rich stream to them that mourn;Behold, she binds with tender careThe bleeding bosom of despair.6“He comes to cheer the trembling heart:Bids Satan and his host depart;Again the day-star gilds the gloom,Again the bowers of Eden bloom.”T. Campbell.118L. M.Genesis 3:15.Behold the woman’s promised seed!Behold the great Messiah come!Behold the prophets all agreedTo give him the superior room!2Abrah’m, the saint, rejoiced of old,When visions of the Lord he saw;Moses, the man of God, foretoldThis great fulfiller of his law.3The types bore witness to his name,Obtained their chief design, and ceased—The incense and the bleeding lamb,The ark, the altar, and the priest.4Predictions in abundance joinTo pour their witness on his head:Jesus, we bow before thy throne,And own thee as the promised seed.Watts.
117L. M.Luke 2:11.When Jordan hushed his waters still,And silence slept on Zion’s hill,When Bethlehem’s shepherds, thro’ the night,Watched o’er their flocks by starry light—2Hark! from the midnight hills around,A voice of more than mortal sound,In distant hallelujahs stole,Wild murmuring o’er the raptured soul.3On wheels of light, on wings of flame,The glorious hosts of Zion came;High heaven with songs of triumph rung,While thus they struck their harps and sung:4“O Zion, lift thy raptured eye;The long-expected hour is nigh;The joys of nature rise again;The Prince of Salem comes to reign.5“See, Mercy, from her golden urn,Pours a rich stream to them that mourn;Behold, she binds with tender careThe bleeding bosom of despair.6“He comes to cheer the trembling heart:Bids Satan and his host depart;Again the day-star gilds the gloom,Again the bowers of Eden bloom.”T. Campbell.
L. M.
Luke 2:11.
When Jordan hushed his waters still,And silence slept on Zion’s hill,When Bethlehem’s shepherds, thro’ the night,Watched o’er their flocks by starry light—
When Jordan hushed his waters still,
And silence slept on Zion’s hill,
When Bethlehem’s shepherds, thro’ the night,
Watched o’er their flocks by starry light—
2Hark! from the midnight hills around,A voice of more than mortal sound,In distant hallelujahs stole,Wild murmuring o’er the raptured soul.
2Hark! from the midnight hills around,
A voice of more than mortal sound,
In distant hallelujahs stole,
Wild murmuring o’er the raptured soul.
3On wheels of light, on wings of flame,The glorious hosts of Zion came;High heaven with songs of triumph rung,While thus they struck their harps and sung:
3On wheels of light, on wings of flame,
The glorious hosts of Zion came;
High heaven with songs of triumph rung,
While thus they struck their harps and sung:
4“O Zion, lift thy raptured eye;The long-expected hour is nigh;The joys of nature rise again;The Prince of Salem comes to reign.
4“O Zion, lift thy raptured eye;
The long-expected hour is nigh;
The joys of nature rise again;
The Prince of Salem comes to reign.
5“See, Mercy, from her golden urn,Pours a rich stream to them that mourn;Behold, she binds with tender careThe bleeding bosom of despair.
5“See, Mercy, from her golden urn,
Pours a rich stream to them that mourn;
Behold, she binds with tender care
The bleeding bosom of despair.
6“He comes to cheer the trembling heart:Bids Satan and his host depart;Again the day-star gilds the gloom,Again the bowers of Eden bloom.”
6“He comes to cheer the trembling heart:
Bids Satan and his host depart;
Again the day-star gilds the gloom,
Again the bowers of Eden bloom.”
T. Campbell.
118L. M.Genesis 3:15.Behold the woman’s promised seed!Behold the great Messiah come!Behold the prophets all agreedTo give him the superior room!2Abrah’m, the saint, rejoiced of old,When visions of the Lord he saw;Moses, the man of God, foretoldThis great fulfiller of his law.3The types bore witness to his name,Obtained their chief design, and ceased—The incense and the bleeding lamb,The ark, the altar, and the priest.4Predictions in abundance joinTo pour their witness on his head:Jesus, we bow before thy throne,And own thee as the promised seed.Watts.
L. M.
Genesis 3:15.
Behold the woman’s promised seed!Behold the great Messiah come!Behold the prophets all agreedTo give him the superior room!
Behold the woman’s promised seed!
Behold the great Messiah come!
Behold the prophets all agreed
To give him the superior room!
2Abrah’m, the saint, rejoiced of old,When visions of the Lord he saw;Moses, the man of God, foretoldThis great fulfiller of his law.
2Abrah’m, the saint, rejoiced of old,
When visions of the Lord he saw;
Moses, the man of God, foretold
This great fulfiller of his law.
3The types bore witness to his name,Obtained their chief design, and ceased—The incense and the bleeding lamb,The ark, the altar, and the priest.
3The types bore witness to his name,
Obtained their chief design, and ceased—
The incense and the bleeding lamb,
The ark, the altar, and the priest.
4Predictions in abundance joinTo pour their witness on his head:Jesus, we bow before thy throne,And own thee as the promised seed.
4Predictions in abundance join
To pour their witness on his head:
Jesus, we bow before thy throne,
And own thee as the promised seed.
Watts.
HYMN FOR CHRISTMAS.119C. H. M.Glory to God—good will to men.In hymns of praise, eternal God,When thy creating handStretched the blue arch of heaven abroad,And meted sea and land,The morning stars together sung,And shouts of joy from angels rung.2Than earth’s prime hour, more joyous farWas the eventful morn,When the bright beam of Bethlehem’s starAnnounced a Saviour born!Then sweeter strains from heaven began“Glory to God—good will to man.”3Babe of the manger! can it be?Art thou the Son of God?Shall subject nations bow the knee,And kings obey thy nod?Shall thrones and monarchs prostrate fallBefore the tenant of a stall?4’Tis he! the hymning seraphs cry,While hovering drawn to earth;’Tis he, the shepherds’ songs reply;Hail! hail! Immanuel’s birth;The rod of peace those hands shall bear,That brow a crown of glory wear!5’Tis he! the eastern sages sing,And spread their golden hoard;’Tis he! the hills of Zion ring,Hosanna to the Lord!The Prince of long prophetic yearsTo-day in Bethlehem appears!120C. M. double.Song of the angels.It came upon the midnight clear,That glorious song of old,From angels bending near the earthTo touch their harps of gold:“Peace to the earth, good will to men,From heaven’s all-gracious King;”The world in solemn stillness layTo hear the angels sing.2Still through the cloven skies they comeWith peaceful wings unfurled;And still their heavenly music floatsO’er all the weary world:Above its sad and lowly plainsThey bend on heavenly wing,And ever o’er its Babel soundsThe blesséd angels sing.3Yet with the woes of sin and strifeThe world has suffered long;Beneath the angel-strain have rolledTwo thousand years of wrong;And men, at war with men, hear notThe love-song which they bring:O! hush the noise, ye men of strife,And hear the angels sing!4And ye, beneath life’s crushing load,Whose forms are bending low,Who toil along the climbing wayWith painful steps and slow;Look now! for glad and golden hoursCome swiftly on the wing:O! rest beside the weary road,And hear the angels sing!5For lo! the days are hastening on,By prophet-bards foretold,When with the ever-circling yearsComes round the age of gold;When peace shall over all the earthIts ancient splendor fling,And the whole world send back the songWhich now the angels sing.E. H. Sears.121C. M.Mortals, awake.Mortals! awake, with angels join,And chant the solemn lay;Love, joy, and gratitude combineTo hail the auspicious day.2In heaven the rapturous song began,And sweet seraphic fireThrough all the shining legions ran,And swept the sounding lyre.3The theme, the song, the joy was newTo each angelic tongue;Swift through the realms of light it flew,And loud the echo rung.4Down through the portals of the skyThe pealing anthem ran,And angels flew with eager joyTo bear the news to man.5Hark! the cherubic armies shout,And glory leads the song,Peace and salvation swell the noteOf all the heavenly throng.6With joy the chorus we’ll repeat,“Glory to God on high!Good will and peace are now complete—Jesus was born to die!”7Hail, Prince of life! for ever hail!Redeemer—brother—friend!Though earth, and time, and life shall fail,Thy praise shall never end.Medley.122C. M.Isaiah 9:6.To us a child of hope is born,To us a Son is given;Him shall the tribes of earth obey,Him, all the hosts of heaven.2His name shall be the Prince of Peace,For evermore adored,The Wonderful, the Counsellor,The great and mighty Lord.3His power, increasing, still shall spread;His reign no end shall know;Justice shall guard his throne above,And peace abound below.Montgomery.123C. M.The day-spring from on high.Calm on the listening ear of night,Come heaven’s melodious strains,Where wild Judea stretches farHer silver-mantled plains.2Celestial choirs, from courts above,Shed sacred glories there,And angels, with their sparkling lyres,Make music on the air.3The answering hills of PalestineSend back the glad reply;And greet, from all their holy hights,The day-spring from on high.4O’er the blue depths of GalileeThere comes a holier calm,And Sharon waves, in solemn praise,Her silent groves of palm.5“Glory to God!” the sounding skiesLoud with their anthems ring—“Peace to the earth, good will to men,From heaven’s eternal King.”6Light on thy hill, Jerusalem!The Saviour now is born!And bright on Bethlehem’s joyous plainsBreaks the first Advent morn.Sears.124C. M.The Advent.Hark, the glad sound! the Saviour comes!The Saviour promised long!Let every heart prepare a throne,And every voice a song.2He comes, the prisoner to releaseIn Satan’s bondage held;The gates of brass before him burst,The iron fetters yield.3He comes, from thickest films of viceTo clear the mental ray,And on the eyeballs of the blindTo pour celestial day.4He comes, the broken heart to bind,The bleeding soul to cure,And with the treasures of his graceTo enrich the humble poor.5Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace,The welcome shall proclaim,And heaven’s eternal arches ringWith thy belovéd name.Doddridge.125C. M.Joy to the world.Joy to the world; the Lord is come!Let earth receive her King:Let every heart prepare him room,And heaven and nature sing.2Joy to the earth, the Saviour reigns!Let men their songs employ;While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and plains,Repeat the sounding joy.3No more let sins and sorrows grow,Nor thorns infest the ground;He comes to make his blessings flowFar as the curse is found.4He rules the world with truth and grace,And makes the nations proveThe glories of his righteousness,And wonders of his love.Watts.1267s.Christ is born in Bethlehem.Luke 2.Hark! the herald angels sing,“Glory to the new-born King!Peace on earth, and mercy mild;God and sinners reconciled.”2Joyful, all ye nations, rise;Join the triumphs of the skies;With th’ angelic host proclaim,“Christ is born in Bethlehem.”3See, 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.4Vailed in flesh the Godhead see!Hail, th’ incarnate Deity!Pleased as man with man to dwell,Jesus, our Immanuel!5Hail, the heaven-born Prince of Peace!Hail, the Son of Righteousness!Light and life to all he brings,Risen with healing in his wings.6Let us then with angels sing,“Glory to the new-born King!Peace on earth, and mercy mild;God and sinners reconciled!”C. Wesley.1277s.The wonderful.Bright and joyful was the mornWhen to us a child was born;From the highest realms of heavenUnto us a Son was given.2On his shoulder he shall bearPower and majesty—and wearOn his vesture and his thighNames most awful—names most high.3Wonderful in counsel he,Christ th’ incarnate Deity;Sire of ages ne’er to cease,King of kings, and Prince of Peace.4Come and worship at his feet,Yield to him the homage meet;From his manger to his throne,Homage due to God alone.1287s.Watchman, what of the night?Isaiah 21:11.Watchman, tell us of the night,What its signs of promise are.Traveler, o’er yon mountain’s hightsSee that glory-beaming star!2Watchman, does its beauteous rayAught of joy or hope foretell?Traveler, yes: it brings the day,Promised day of Israel.3Watchman, tell us of the night;Higher yet that star ascends.Traveler, blessedness and light,Peace and truth, its course portends.4Watchman, will its beams aloneGild the spot that gave them birth?Traveler, ages are its own:See! it bursts o’er all the earth!5Watchman, tell us of the night,For the morning seems to dawn.Traveler, darkness takes its flight,Doubt and terror are withdrawn.6Watchman, let thy wandering cease;Hie thee to thy quiet home.Traveler, lo! the Prince of Peace,Lo! the Son of God is come!Bowring.1297s.A Bethlehem hymn.He has come! the Christ of God;Left for us his glad abode;Stooping from his throne of bliss,To this darksome wilderness.2He has come—the Prince of Peace—Come to bid our sorrows cease;Come to scatter, with his light,All the shadows of our night.3He, the mighty King, has come!Making the poor earth his homeCome to bear sin’s heavy load;Son of David, Son of God.4He has come, whose name of graceSpeaks deliverance to our race;Left for us his glad abode;Son of Mary, Son of God!5Unto us a child is born!Ne’er has earth beheld a mornNumbered in the morns of time,Half so glorious in its prime.6Unto us a Son is given!He has come from God’s own heaven;Bringing with him from above,Holy peace and holy love.Bonar.1307s.Immanuel.God with us! O glorious name!Let it shine in endless fame;God and man in Christ unite—O mysterious depth and hight!2God with us! amazing loveBrought him from his courts above;Now, ye saints, his grace admire,Swell the song with holy fire.3God with us! O wondrous grace!Let us see him face to face;That we may Immanuel sing,As we ought, our God and King.131P. M.Silent night.Silent night! hallowed night!Land and deep silent sleep;Softly glitters bright Bethlehem’s star,Beckoning Israel’s eye from afarWhere the Saviour is born.2Silent night! hallowed night!On the plain wakes the strain,Sung by heavenly harbingers bright,Fraught with tidings of boundless delight:Christ the Saviour has come.3Silent night! hallowed night!Earth awake, silence break,High your anthems of melody raise,Heaven and earth in full chorus of praise:Peace for ever shall reign.132H. M.Good tidings of great joy.Luke 2.Hark! hark! the notes of joyRoll o’er the heavenly plains,And seraphs find employFor their sublimest strains:Some new delight in heaven is known;Loud sound the harps around the throne.2Hark! hark! the sound draws nigh—The joyful host descends;The Lord forsakes the sky,To earth his footsteps bends:He comes to bless our fallen race;He comes with messages of grace.3Bear, bear the tidings round!Let every mortal knowWhat love in God is found,What pity he can show:Ye winds that blow, ye waves that roll,Bear the glad news from pole to pole.4Strike, strike the harps again,To great Immanuel’s name!Arise, ye sons of men,And all his grace proclaim:Angels and men, wake every string,’Tis God the Saviour’s praise we sing!1338s & 7s.Shepherds, hail the wondrous stranger.Shepherds! hail the wondrous stranger,Now to Bethlehem speed your way;Lo! in yonder humble manger,Christ, the Lord, is born to-day.2Bright the star of your salvation,Pointing to his rude abode;Rapturous news for every nation:Now, behold the Son of God.3Love eternal moved the Saviour,Thus to lay his radiance by;Blessings on the Lamb for ever;Glory be to God on high.Psalmist.1348s & 7s.Chorus of the angels.Luke 2:14.Hark! what joyful notes are swellingOn the quiet midnight air!’Tis the voice of angels telling,Jesus comes our sins to bear!Now the music, in its gladness,Breaks and swells, and glides along!Now, earth, waking from her sadness,Joins the chorus of the song!Glory in the highest heaven!Peace on earth, good-will to man!Let all praise to God be given,For Redemption’s glorious plan!2See all darkness disappearing,As the star begins to rise!Sin and death stand trembling, fearing,As the light falls on their eyes:Now, again, the earth rejoices,Satan’s powerful kingdom shakes,As, from all the heavenly voices,Louder still the chorus breaks!Glory in the highest heaven! etc.3Rise and shine, Star of Salvation!Spread thy beams o’er all the earth,Till each distant land and nationOwns and speaks thy matchless worth!Till all tongues, thy praises singing,Shall thy mighty wonders tell,Till all heaven with joy is ringing,As our hearts the chorus swell:Glory in the highest heaven! etc.4When our days on earth are ended,And we rise to worlds above,Then our songs shall all be blendedIn one song of pardoning love!Then we’ll tell the wondrous story,And our blesséd Lord adore;In our home of bliss and gloryWe shall sing for evermore!Glory in the highest heaven!Sound aloud the joyful strain!Glory to the Lamb be given,Who for sinners once was slain!W. T. Moore.1358s & 7s.Hark! what mean those holy voices?Hark! what mean those holy voices,Sweetly sounding through the skies?Lo! th’ angelic host rejoices!Heavenly hallelujahs rise.2Hear them tell the wondrous story,Hear them chant in hymns of joy—“Glory to the highest, glory!Glory be to God most high!3“Peace on earth, good-will from heaven,Reaching far as man is found;Souls redeemed and sins forgiven!”Loud our golden harps shall sound.4“Christ is born, the great anointed;Heaven and earth his praises sing;O receive whom God appointed,For your Prophet, Priest, and King!5“Haste, ye mortals, to adore him;Learn his name, and taste his joy;Till in heaven ye sing before him—“‘Glory be to God most high!’”Cawood.1368s & 7s.Christ, the Saviour, born.Hail, thou long-expected Jesus!Born to set thy people free;From our sins and fears release us,Let us find our rest in thee.2Israel’s strength and consolation,Hope of all the saints, thou art;Longdesired of every nation,Joy of every waiting heart.3Born, thy people to deliver—Born a child, yet Christ, our King—Born to reign in us for ever—Now thy gracious kingdom bring.4By thine own eternal Spirit,Rule in all our hearts alone;By thine all-sufficient merit,Raise us to thy glorious throne.C. Wesley.1378s, 7s & 4.Come and worship.Angels, from the realms of glory,Wing your flight o’er all the earth,Ye who sang creation’s story,Now proclaim Messiah’s birth:Come and worship,Worship Christ, the new-born King.2Shepherds, in the field abiding,Watching o’er your flocks by night,God with man is now residing,Yonder shines the infant light;Come and worship,Worship Christ, the new-born King.3Sages, leave your contemplations,Brighter visions beam afar;Seek the great desire of nations;Ye have seen his natal star!Come and worship,Worship Christ, the new-born King.4Saints, before the altar bending,Watching long in hope and fear,Suddenly, the Lord descending,In his temple shall appear;Come and worship,Worship Christ, the new-born King.Montgomery.13811s & 10s.Hail the blest morn.Hail the blest morn! when the great MediatorDown from the regions of glory descends!Shepherds, go worship the babe in the manger;Lo! for your guide the bright angel attends!CHORUS.Brightest and best of the sons of the morning,Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thy aid:Star of the East, the horizon adorning,Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.2Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are shining,Low lies his head with the beasts of the stall:Angels adore him in slumbers reclining,Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all!3Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion,Odors of Eden, and offerings divine;Gems from the mountain, and pearls from the ocean,Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine?4Vainly we offer earth’s richest oblationVainly with gold would his favor secure;Richer, by far, is the heart’s adoration,Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor!13912s.Hallelujah to the Lamb.From the regions of love, lo! an angel descended,And told the strange news how the babe was attended;Go, shepherds, and visit the wonderful stranger;See yonder bright star! there’s your Lord in a manger.CHORUS.Hallelujah to the Lamb who has purchased our pardon,We’ll praise him again when we pass over Jordan!2Glad tidings I bring unto you and each nation!Glad tidings of joy—now behold your salvation;Then suddenly multitudes raise their glad voices,And shout hallelujahs, while heaven rejoices!3Now glory to God in the highest be given,All glory to God is re-echoed from heaven;Around the whole earth let us tell the glad story,And sing of his love, his salvation, and glory.4O Jesus! ride on, thy kingdom is glorious;Over sin, death, and hell, thou’lt make us victorious!Thy banner unfurl—let the nations surrender,And own thee their Saviour, their Lord and Defender!140P. M.Glory to God in the highest.Hark! from the world on highGlory to God!Now swells along the skyGlory to God!Songs, like sweet notes of praise,Pour forth in rapturous lays,As all the voices raiseGlory to God!2Hear how the angels singGlory to God!Through all the heavens ringGlory to God!Now, let each heart on earthSing of the Saviour’s birth,Telling his matchless worth,Glory to God!W. T. Moore.
119C. H. M.Glory to God—good will to men.In hymns of praise, eternal God,When thy creating handStretched the blue arch of heaven abroad,And meted sea and land,The morning stars together sung,And shouts of joy from angels rung.2Than earth’s prime hour, more joyous farWas the eventful morn,When the bright beam of Bethlehem’s starAnnounced a Saviour born!Then sweeter strains from heaven began“Glory to God—good will to man.”3Babe of the manger! can it be?Art thou the Son of God?Shall subject nations bow the knee,And kings obey thy nod?Shall thrones and monarchs prostrate fallBefore the tenant of a stall?4’Tis he! the hymning seraphs cry,While hovering drawn to earth;’Tis he, the shepherds’ songs reply;Hail! hail! Immanuel’s birth;The rod of peace those hands shall bear,That brow a crown of glory wear!5’Tis he! the eastern sages sing,And spread their golden hoard;’Tis he! the hills of Zion ring,Hosanna to the Lord!The Prince of long prophetic yearsTo-day in Bethlehem appears!
C. H. M.
Glory to God—good will to men.
In hymns of praise, eternal God,When thy creating handStretched the blue arch of heaven abroad,And meted sea and land,The morning stars together sung,And shouts of joy from angels rung.
In hymns of praise, eternal God,
When thy creating hand
Stretched the blue arch of heaven abroad,
And meted sea and land,
The morning stars together sung,
And shouts of joy from angels rung.
2Than earth’s prime hour, more joyous farWas the eventful morn,When the bright beam of Bethlehem’s starAnnounced a Saviour born!Then sweeter strains from heaven began“Glory to God—good will to man.”
2Than earth’s prime hour, more joyous far
Was the eventful morn,
When the bright beam of Bethlehem’s star
Announced a Saviour born!
Then sweeter strains from heaven began
“Glory to God—good will to man.”
3Babe of the manger! can it be?Art thou the Son of God?Shall subject nations bow the knee,And kings obey thy nod?Shall thrones and monarchs prostrate fallBefore the tenant of a stall?
3Babe of the manger! can it be?
Art thou the Son of God?
Shall subject nations bow the knee,
And kings obey thy nod?
Shall thrones and monarchs prostrate fall
Before the tenant of a stall?
4’Tis he! the hymning seraphs cry,While hovering drawn to earth;’Tis he, the shepherds’ songs reply;Hail! hail! Immanuel’s birth;The rod of peace those hands shall bear,That brow a crown of glory wear!
4’Tis he! the hymning seraphs cry,
While hovering drawn to earth;
’Tis he, the shepherds’ songs reply;
Hail! hail! Immanuel’s birth;
The rod of peace those hands shall bear,
That brow a crown of glory wear!
5’Tis he! the eastern sages sing,And spread their golden hoard;’Tis he! the hills of Zion ring,Hosanna to the Lord!The Prince of long prophetic yearsTo-day in Bethlehem appears!
5’Tis he! the eastern sages sing,
And spread their golden hoard;
’Tis he! the hills of Zion ring,
Hosanna to the Lord!
The Prince of long prophetic years
To-day in Bethlehem appears!
120C. M. double.Song of the angels.It came upon the midnight clear,That glorious song of old,From angels bending near the earthTo touch their harps of gold:“Peace to the earth, good will to men,From heaven’s all-gracious King;”The world in solemn stillness layTo hear the angels sing.2Still through the cloven skies they comeWith peaceful wings unfurled;And still their heavenly music floatsO’er all the weary world:Above its sad and lowly plainsThey bend on heavenly wing,And ever o’er its Babel soundsThe blesséd angels sing.3Yet with the woes of sin and strifeThe world has suffered long;Beneath the angel-strain have rolledTwo thousand years of wrong;And men, at war with men, hear notThe love-song which they bring:O! hush the noise, ye men of strife,And hear the angels sing!4And ye, beneath life’s crushing load,Whose forms are bending low,Who toil along the climbing wayWith painful steps and slow;Look now! for glad and golden hoursCome swiftly on the wing:O! rest beside the weary road,And hear the angels sing!5For lo! the days are hastening on,By prophet-bards foretold,When with the ever-circling yearsComes round the age of gold;When peace shall over all the earthIts ancient splendor fling,And the whole world send back the songWhich now the angels sing.E. H. Sears.
C. M. double.
Song of the angels.
It came upon the midnight clear,That glorious song of old,From angels bending near the earthTo touch their harps of gold:“Peace to the earth, good will to men,From heaven’s all-gracious King;”The world in solemn stillness layTo hear the angels sing.
It came upon the midnight clear,
That glorious song of old,
From angels bending near the earth
To touch their harps of gold:
“Peace to the earth, good will to men,
From heaven’s all-gracious King;”
The world in solemn stillness lay
To hear the angels sing.
2Still through the cloven skies they comeWith peaceful wings unfurled;And still their heavenly music floatsO’er all the weary world:Above its sad and lowly plainsThey bend on heavenly wing,And ever o’er its Babel soundsThe blesséd angels sing.
2Still through the cloven skies they come
With peaceful wings unfurled;
And still their heavenly music floats
O’er all the weary world:
Above its sad and lowly plains
They bend on heavenly wing,
And ever o’er its Babel sounds
The blesséd angels sing.
3Yet with the woes of sin and strifeThe world has suffered long;Beneath the angel-strain have rolledTwo thousand years of wrong;And men, at war with men, hear notThe love-song which they bring:O! hush the noise, ye men of strife,And hear the angels sing!
3Yet with the woes of sin and strife
The world has suffered long;
Beneath the angel-strain have rolled
Two thousand years of wrong;
And men, at war with men, hear not
The love-song which they bring:
O! hush the noise, ye men of strife,
And hear the angels sing!
4And ye, beneath life’s crushing load,Whose forms are bending low,Who toil along the climbing wayWith painful steps and slow;Look now! for glad and golden hoursCome swiftly on the wing:O! rest beside the weary road,And hear the angels sing!
4And ye, beneath life’s crushing load,
Whose forms are bending low,
Who toil along the climbing way
With painful steps and slow;
Look now! for glad and golden hours
Come swiftly on the wing:
O! rest beside the weary road,
And hear the angels sing!
5For lo! the days are hastening on,By prophet-bards foretold,When with the ever-circling yearsComes round the age of gold;When peace shall over all the earthIts ancient splendor fling,And the whole world send back the songWhich now the angels sing.
5For lo! the days are hastening on,
By prophet-bards foretold,
When with the ever-circling years
Comes round the age of gold;
When peace shall over all the earth
Its ancient splendor fling,
And the whole world send back the song
Which now the angels sing.
E. H. Sears.
121C. M.Mortals, awake.Mortals! awake, with angels join,And chant the solemn lay;Love, joy, and gratitude combineTo hail the auspicious day.2In heaven the rapturous song began,And sweet seraphic fireThrough all the shining legions ran,And swept the sounding lyre.3The theme, the song, the joy was newTo each angelic tongue;Swift through the realms of light it flew,And loud the echo rung.4Down through the portals of the skyThe pealing anthem ran,And angels flew with eager joyTo bear the news to man.5Hark! the cherubic armies shout,And glory leads the song,Peace and salvation swell the noteOf all the heavenly throng.6With joy the chorus we’ll repeat,“Glory to God on high!Good will and peace are now complete—Jesus was born to die!”7Hail, Prince of life! for ever hail!Redeemer—brother—friend!Though earth, and time, and life shall fail,Thy praise shall never end.Medley.
C. M.
Mortals, awake.
Mortals! awake, with angels join,And chant the solemn lay;Love, joy, and gratitude combineTo hail the auspicious day.
Mortals! awake, with angels join,
And chant the solemn lay;
Love, joy, and gratitude combine
To hail the auspicious day.
2In heaven the rapturous song began,And sweet seraphic fireThrough all the shining legions ran,And swept the sounding lyre.
2In heaven the rapturous song began,
And sweet seraphic fire
Through all the shining legions ran,
And swept the sounding lyre.
3The theme, the song, the joy was newTo each angelic tongue;Swift through the realms of light it flew,And loud the echo rung.
3The theme, the song, the joy was new
To each angelic tongue;
Swift through the realms of light it flew,
And loud the echo rung.
4Down through the portals of the skyThe pealing anthem ran,And angels flew with eager joyTo bear the news to man.
4Down through the portals of the sky
The pealing anthem ran,
And angels flew with eager joy
To bear the news to man.
5Hark! the cherubic armies shout,And glory leads the song,Peace and salvation swell the noteOf all the heavenly throng.
5Hark! the cherubic armies shout,
And glory leads the song,
Peace and salvation swell the note
Of all the heavenly throng.
6With joy the chorus we’ll repeat,“Glory to God on high!Good will and peace are now complete—Jesus was born to die!”
6With joy the chorus we’ll repeat,
“Glory to God on high!
Good will and peace are now complete—
Jesus was born to die!”
7Hail, Prince of life! for ever hail!Redeemer—brother—friend!Though earth, and time, and life shall fail,Thy praise shall never end.
7Hail, Prince of life! for ever hail!
Redeemer—brother—friend!
Though earth, and time, and life shall fail,
Thy praise shall never end.
Medley.
122C. M.Isaiah 9:6.To us a child of hope is born,To us a Son is given;Him shall the tribes of earth obey,Him, all the hosts of heaven.2His name shall be the Prince of Peace,For evermore adored,The Wonderful, the Counsellor,The great and mighty Lord.3His power, increasing, still shall spread;His reign no end shall know;Justice shall guard his throne above,And peace abound below.Montgomery.
C. M.
Isaiah 9:6.
To us a child of hope is born,To us a Son is given;Him shall the tribes of earth obey,Him, all the hosts of heaven.
To us a child of hope is born,
To us a Son is given;
Him shall the tribes of earth obey,
Him, all the hosts of heaven.
2His name shall be the Prince of Peace,For evermore adored,The Wonderful, the Counsellor,The great and mighty Lord.
2His name shall be the Prince of Peace,
For evermore adored,
The Wonderful, the Counsellor,
The great and mighty Lord.
3His power, increasing, still shall spread;His reign no end shall know;Justice shall guard his throne above,And peace abound below.
3His power, increasing, still shall spread;
His reign no end shall know;
Justice shall guard his throne above,
And peace abound below.
Montgomery.
123C. M.The day-spring from on high.Calm on the listening ear of night,Come heaven’s melodious strains,Where wild Judea stretches farHer silver-mantled plains.2Celestial choirs, from courts above,Shed sacred glories there,And angels, with their sparkling lyres,Make music on the air.3The answering hills of PalestineSend back the glad reply;And greet, from all their holy hights,The day-spring from on high.4O’er the blue depths of GalileeThere comes a holier calm,And Sharon waves, in solemn praise,Her silent groves of palm.5“Glory to God!” the sounding skiesLoud with their anthems ring—“Peace to the earth, good will to men,From heaven’s eternal King.”6Light on thy hill, Jerusalem!The Saviour now is born!And bright on Bethlehem’s joyous plainsBreaks the first Advent morn.Sears.
C. M.
The day-spring from on high.
Calm on the listening ear of night,Come heaven’s melodious strains,Where wild Judea stretches farHer silver-mantled plains.
Calm on the listening ear of night,
Come heaven’s melodious strains,
Where wild Judea stretches far
Her silver-mantled plains.
2Celestial choirs, from courts above,Shed sacred glories there,And angels, with their sparkling lyres,Make music on the air.
2Celestial choirs, from courts above,
Shed sacred glories there,
And angels, with their sparkling lyres,
Make music on the air.
3The answering hills of PalestineSend back the glad reply;And greet, from all their holy hights,The day-spring from on high.
3The answering hills of Palestine
Send back the glad reply;
And greet, from all their holy hights,
The day-spring from on high.
4O’er the blue depths of GalileeThere comes a holier calm,And Sharon waves, in solemn praise,Her silent groves of palm.
4O’er the blue depths of Galilee
There comes a holier calm,
And Sharon waves, in solemn praise,
Her silent groves of palm.
5“Glory to God!” the sounding skiesLoud with their anthems ring—“Peace to the earth, good will to men,From heaven’s eternal King.”
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.”
6Light on thy hill, Jerusalem!The Saviour now is born!And bright on Bethlehem’s joyous plainsBreaks the first Advent morn.
6Light on thy hill, Jerusalem!
The Saviour now is born!
And bright on Bethlehem’s joyous plains
Breaks the first Advent morn.
Sears.
124C. M.The Advent.Hark, the glad sound! the Saviour comes!The Saviour promised long!Let every heart prepare a throne,And every voice a song.2He comes, the prisoner to releaseIn Satan’s bondage held;The gates of brass before him burst,The iron fetters yield.3He comes, from thickest films of viceTo clear the mental ray,And on the eyeballs of the blindTo pour celestial day.4He comes, the broken heart to bind,The bleeding soul to cure,And with the treasures of his graceTo enrich the humble poor.5Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace,The welcome shall proclaim,And heaven’s eternal arches ringWith thy belovéd name.Doddridge.
C. M.
The Advent.
Hark, the glad sound! the Saviour comes!The Saviour promised long!Let every heart prepare a throne,And every voice a song.
Hark, the glad sound! the Saviour comes!
The Saviour promised long!
Let every heart prepare a throne,
And every voice a song.
2He comes, the prisoner to releaseIn Satan’s bondage held;The gates of brass before him burst,The iron fetters yield.
2He comes, the prisoner to release
In Satan’s bondage held;
The gates of brass before him burst,
The iron fetters yield.
3He comes, from thickest films of viceTo clear the mental ray,And on the eyeballs of the blindTo pour celestial day.
3He comes, from thickest films of vice
To clear the mental ray,
And on the eyeballs of the blind
To pour celestial day.
4He comes, the broken heart to bind,The bleeding soul to cure,And with the treasures of his graceTo enrich the humble poor.
4He comes, the broken heart to bind,
The bleeding soul to cure,
And with the treasures of his grace
To enrich the humble poor.
5Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace,The welcome shall proclaim,And heaven’s eternal arches ringWith thy belovéd name.
5Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace,
The welcome shall proclaim,
And heaven’s eternal arches ring
With thy belovéd name.
Doddridge.
125C. M.Joy to the world.Joy to the world; the Lord is come!Let earth receive her King:Let every heart prepare him room,And heaven and nature sing.2Joy to the earth, the Saviour reigns!Let men their songs employ;While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and plains,Repeat the sounding joy.3No more let sins and sorrows grow,Nor thorns infest the ground;He comes to make his blessings flowFar as the curse is found.4He rules the world with truth and grace,And makes the nations proveThe glories of his righteousness,And wonders of his love.Watts.
C. M.
Joy to the world.
Joy to the world; the Lord is come!Let earth receive her King:Let every heart prepare him room,And heaven and nature sing.
Joy to the world; the Lord is come!
Let earth receive her King:
Let every heart prepare him room,
And heaven and nature sing.
2Joy to the earth, the Saviour reigns!Let men their songs employ;While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and plains,Repeat the sounding joy.
2Joy to the earth, the Saviour reigns!
Let men their songs employ;
While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and plains,
Repeat the sounding joy.
3No more let sins and sorrows grow,Nor thorns infest the ground;He comes to make his blessings flowFar as the curse is found.
3No more let sins and sorrows grow,
Nor thorns infest the ground;
He comes to make his blessings flow
Far as the curse is found.
4He rules the world with truth and grace,And makes the nations proveThe glories of his righteousness,And wonders of his love.
4He rules the world with truth and grace,
And makes the nations prove
The glories of his righteousness,
And wonders of his love.
Watts.
1267s.Christ is born in Bethlehem.Luke 2.Hark! the herald angels sing,“Glory to the new-born King!Peace on earth, and mercy mild;God and sinners reconciled.”2Joyful, all ye nations, rise;Join the triumphs of the skies;With th’ angelic host proclaim,“Christ is born in Bethlehem.”3See, 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.4Vailed in flesh the Godhead see!Hail, th’ incarnate Deity!Pleased as man with man to dwell,Jesus, our Immanuel!5Hail, the heaven-born Prince of Peace!Hail, the Son of Righteousness!Light and life to all he brings,Risen with healing in his wings.6Let us then with angels sing,“Glory to the new-born King!Peace on earth, and mercy mild;God and sinners reconciled!”C. Wesley.
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Christ is born in Bethlehem.Luke 2.
Hark! the herald angels sing,“Glory to the new-born King!Peace on earth, and mercy mild;God and sinners reconciled.”
Hark! the herald angels sing,
“Glory to the new-born King!
Peace on earth, and mercy mild;
God and sinners reconciled.”
2Joyful, all ye nations, rise;Join the triumphs of the skies;With th’ angelic host proclaim,“Christ is born in Bethlehem.”
2Joyful, all ye nations, rise;
Join the triumphs of the skies;
With th’ angelic host proclaim,
“Christ is born in Bethlehem.”
3See, 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.
3See, 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.
4Vailed in flesh the Godhead see!Hail, th’ incarnate Deity!Pleased as man with man to dwell,Jesus, our Immanuel!
4Vailed in flesh the Godhead see!
Hail, th’ incarnate Deity!
Pleased as man with man to dwell,
Jesus, our Immanuel!
5Hail, the heaven-born Prince of Peace!Hail, the Son of Righteousness!Light and life to all he brings,Risen with healing in his wings.
5Hail, the heaven-born Prince of Peace!
Hail, the Son of Righteousness!
Light and life to all he brings,
Risen with healing in his wings.
6Let us then with angels sing,“Glory to the new-born King!Peace on earth, and mercy mild;God and sinners reconciled!”
6Let us then with angels sing,
“Glory to the new-born King!
Peace on earth, and mercy mild;
God and sinners reconciled!”
C. Wesley.
1277s.The wonderful.Bright and joyful was the mornWhen to us a child was born;From the highest realms of heavenUnto us a Son was given.2On his shoulder he shall bearPower and majesty—and wearOn his vesture and his thighNames most awful—names most high.3Wonderful in counsel he,Christ th’ incarnate Deity;Sire of ages ne’er to cease,King of kings, and Prince of Peace.4Come and worship at his feet,Yield to him the homage meet;From his manger to his throne,Homage due to God alone.
7s.
The wonderful.
Bright and joyful was the mornWhen to us a child was born;From the highest realms of heavenUnto us a Son was given.
Bright and joyful was the morn
When to us a child was born;
From the highest realms of heaven
Unto us a Son was given.
2On his shoulder he shall bearPower and majesty—and wearOn his vesture and his thighNames most awful—names most high.
2On his shoulder he shall bear
Power and majesty—and wear
On his vesture and his thigh
Names most awful—names most high.
3Wonderful in counsel he,Christ th’ incarnate Deity;Sire of ages ne’er to cease,King of kings, and Prince of Peace.
3Wonderful in counsel he,
Christ th’ incarnate Deity;
Sire of ages ne’er to cease,
King of kings, and Prince of Peace.
4Come and worship at his feet,Yield to him the homage meet;From his manger to his throne,Homage due to God alone.
4Come and worship at his feet,
Yield to him the homage meet;
From his manger to his throne,
Homage due to God alone.
1287s.Watchman, what of the night?Isaiah 21:11.Watchman, tell us of the night,What its signs of promise are.Traveler, o’er yon mountain’s hightsSee that glory-beaming star!2Watchman, does its beauteous rayAught of joy or hope foretell?Traveler, yes: it brings the day,Promised day of Israel.3Watchman, tell us of the night;Higher yet that star ascends.Traveler, blessedness and light,Peace and truth, its course portends.4Watchman, will its beams aloneGild the spot that gave them birth?Traveler, ages are its own:See! it bursts o’er all the earth!5Watchman, tell us of the night,For the morning seems to dawn.Traveler, darkness takes its flight,Doubt and terror are withdrawn.6Watchman, let thy wandering cease;Hie thee to thy quiet home.Traveler, lo! the Prince of Peace,Lo! the Son of God is come!Bowring.
7s.
Watchman, what of the night?Isaiah 21:11.
Watchman, tell us of the night,What its signs of promise are.Traveler, o’er yon mountain’s hightsSee that glory-beaming star!
Watchman, tell us of the night,
What its signs of promise are.
Traveler, o’er yon mountain’s hights
See that glory-beaming star!
2Watchman, does its beauteous rayAught of joy or hope foretell?Traveler, yes: it brings the day,Promised day of Israel.
2Watchman, does its beauteous ray
Aught of joy or hope foretell?
Traveler, yes: it brings the day,
Promised day of Israel.
3Watchman, tell us of the night;Higher yet that star ascends.Traveler, blessedness and light,Peace and truth, its course portends.
3Watchman, tell us of the night;
Higher yet that star ascends.
Traveler, blessedness and light,
Peace and truth, its course portends.
4Watchman, will its beams aloneGild the spot that gave them birth?Traveler, ages are its own:See! it bursts o’er all the earth!
4Watchman, will its beams alone
Gild the spot that gave them birth?
Traveler, ages are its own:
See! it bursts o’er all the earth!
5Watchman, tell us of the night,For the morning seems to dawn.Traveler, darkness takes its flight,Doubt and terror are withdrawn.
5Watchman, tell us of the night,
For the morning seems to dawn.
Traveler, darkness takes its flight,
Doubt and terror are withdrawn.
6Watchman, let thy wandering cease;Hie thee to thy quiet home.Traveler, lo! the Prince of Peace,Lo! the Son of God is come!
6Watchman, let thy wandering cease;
Hie thee to thy quiet home.
Traveler, lo! the Prince of Peace,
Lo! the Son of God is come!
Bowring.
1297s.A Bethlehem hymn.He has come! the Christ of God;Left for us his glad abode;Stooping from his throne of bliss,To this darksome wilderness.2He has come—the Prince of Peace—Come to bid our sorrows cease;Come to scatter, with his light,All the shadows of our night.3He, the mighty King, has come!Making the poor earth his homeCome to bear sin’s heavy load;Son of David, Son of God.4He has come, whose name of graceSpeaks deliverance to our race;Left for us his glad abode;Son of Mary, Son of God!5Unto us a child is born!Ne’er has earth beheld a mornNumbered in the morns of time,Half so glorious in its prime.6Unto us a Son is given!He has come from God’s own heaven;Bringing with him from above,Holy peace and holy love.Bonar.
7s.
A Bethlehem hymn.
He has come! the Christ of God;Left for us his glad abode;Stooping from his throne of bliss,To this darksome wilderness.
He has come! the Christ of God;
Left for us his glad abode;
Stooping from his throne of bliss,
To this darksome wilderness.
2He has come—the Prince of Peace—Come to bid our sorrows cease;Come to scatter, with his light,All the shadows of our night.
2He has come—the Prince of Peace—
Come to bid our sorrows cease;
Come to scatter, with his light,
All the shadows of our night.
3He, the mighty King, has come!Making the poor earth his homeCome to bear sin’s heavy load;Son of David, Son of God.
3He, the mighty King, has come!
Making the poor earth his home
Come to bear sin’s heavy load;
Son of David, Son of God.
4He has come, whose name of graceSpeaks deliverance to our race;Left for us his glad abode;Son of Mary, Son of God!
4He has come, whose name of grace
Speaks deliverance to our race;
Left for us his glad abode;
Son of Mary, Son of God!
5Unto us a child is born!Ne’er has earth beheld a mornNumbered in the morns of time,Half so glorious in its prime.
5Unto us a child is born!
Ne’er has earth beheld a morn
Numbered in the morns of time,
Half so glorious in its prime.
6Unto us a Son is given!He has come from God’s own heaven;Bringing with him from above,Holy peace and holy love.
6Unto us a Son is given!
He has come from God’s own heaven;
Bringing with him from above,
Holy peace and holy love.
Bonar.
1307s.Immanuel.God with us! O glorious name!Let it shine in endless fame;God and man in Christ unite—O mysterious depth and hight!2God with us! amazing loveBrought him from his courts above;Now, ye saints, his grace admire,Swell the song with holy fire.3God with us! O wondrous grace!Let us see him face to face;That we may Immanuel sing,As we ought, our God and King.
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Immanuel.
God with us! O glorious name!Let it shine in endless fame;God and man in Christ unite—O mysterious depth and hight!
God with us! O glorious name!
Let it shine in endless fame;
God and man in Christ unite—
O mysterious depth and hight!
2God with us! amazing loveBrought him from his courts above;Now, ye saints, his grace admire,Swell the song with holy fire.
2God with us! amazing love
Brought him from his courts above;
Now, ye saints, his grace admire,
Swell the song with holy fire.
3God with us! O wondrous grace!Let us see him face to face;That we may Immanuel sing,As we ought, our God and King.
3God with us! O wondrous grace!
Let us see him face to face;
That we may Immanuel sing,
As we ought, our God and King.
131P. M.Silent night.Silent night! hallowed night!Land and deep silent sleep;Softly glitters bright Bethlehem’s star,Beckoning Israel’s eye from afarWhere the Saviour is born.2Silent night! hallowed night!On the plain wakes the strain,Sung by heavenly harbingers bright,Fraught with tidings of boundless delight:Christ the Saviour has come.3Silent night! hallowed night!Earth awake, silence break,High your anthems of melody raise,Heaven and earth in full chorus of praise:Peace for ever shall reign.
P. M.
Silent night.
Silent night! hallowed night!Land and deep silent sleep;Softly glitters bright Bethlehem’s star,Beckoning Israel’s eye from afarWhere the Saviour is born.
Silent night! hallowed night!
Land and deep silent sleep;
Softly glitters bright Bethlehem’s star,
Beckoning Israel’s eye from afar
Where the Saviour is born.
2Silent night! hallowed night!On the plain wakes the strain,Sung by heavenly harbingers bright,Fraught with tidings of boundless delight:Christ the Saviour has come.
2Silent night! hallowed night!
On the plain wakes the strain,
Sung by heavenly harbingers bright,
Fraught with tidings of boundless delight:
Christ the Saviour has come.
3Silent night! hallowed night!Earth awake, silence break,High your anthems of melody raise,Heaven and earth in full chorus of praise:Peace for ever shall reign.
3Silent night! hallowed night!
Earth awake, silence break,
High your anthems of melody raise,
Heaven and earth in full chorus of praise:
Peace for ever shall reign.
132H. M.Good tidings of great joy.Luke 2.Hark! hark! the notes of joyRoll o’er the heavenly plains,And seraphs find employFor their sublimest strains:Some new delight in heaven is known;Loud sound the harps around the throne.2Hark! hark! the sound draws nigh—The joyful host descends;The Lord forsakes the sky,To earth his footsteps bends:He comes to bless our fallen race;He comes with messages of grace.3Bear, bear the tidings round!Let every mortal knowWhat love in God is found,What pity he can show:Ye winds that blow, ye waves that roll,Bear the glad news from pole to pole.4Strike, strike the harps again,To great Immanuel’s name!Arise, ye sons of men,And all his grace proclaim:Angels and men, wake every string,’Tis God the Saviour’s praise we sing!
H. M.
Good tidings of great joy.Luke 2.
Hark! hark! the notes of joyRoll o’er the heavenly plains,And seraphs find employFor their sublimest strains:Some new delight in heaven is known;Loud sound the harps around the throne.
Hark! hark! the notes of joy
Roll o’er the heavenly plains,
And seraphs find employ
For their sublimest strains:
Some new delight in heaven is known;
Loud sound the harps around the throne.
2Hark! hark! the sound draws nigh—The joyful host descends;The Lord forsakes the sky,To earth his footsteps bends:He comes to bless our fallen race;He comes with messages of grace.
2Hark! hark! the sound draws nigh—
The joyful host descends;
The Lord forsakes the sky,
To earth his footsteps bends:
He comes to bless our fallen race;
He comes with messages of grace.
3Bear, bear the tidings round!Let every mortal knowWhat love in God is found,What pity he can show:Ye winds that blow, ye waves that roll,Bear the glad news from pole to pole.
3Bear, bear the tidings round!
Let every mortal know
What love in God is found,
What pity he can show:
Ye winds that blow, ye waves that roll,
Bear the glad news from pole to pole.
4Strike, strike the harps again,To great Immanuel’s name!Arise, ye sons of men,And all his grace proclaim:Angels and men, wake every string,’Tis God the Saviour’s praise we sing!
4Strike, strike the harps again,
To great Immanuel’s name!
Arise, ye sons of men,
And all his grace proclaim:
Angels and men, wake every string,
’Tis God the Saviour’s praise we sing!
1338s & 7s.Shepherds, hail the wondrous stranger.Shepherds! hail the wondrous stranger,Now to Bethlehem speed your way;Lo! in yonder humble manger,Christ, the Lord, is born to-day.2Bright the star of your salvation,Pointing to his rude abode;Rapturous news for every nation:Now, behold the Son of God.3Love eternal moved the Saviour,Thus to lay his radiance by;Blessings on the Lamb for ever;Glory be to God on high.Psalmist.
8s & 7s.
Shepherds, hail the wondrous stranger.
Shepherds! hail the wondrous stranger,Now to Bethlehem speed your way;Lo! in yonder humble manger,Christ, the Lord, is born to-day.
Shepherds! hail the wondrous stranger,
Now to Bethlehem speed your way;
Lo! in yonder humble manger,
Christ, the Lord, is born to-day.
2Bright the star of your salvation,Pointing to his rude abode;Rapturous news for every nation:Now, behold the Son of God.
2Bright the star of your salvation,
Pointing to his rude abode;
Rapturous news for every nation:
Now, behold the Son of God.
3Love eternal moved the Saviour,Thus to lay his radiance by;Blessings on the Lamb for ever;Glory be to God on high.
3Love eternal moved the Saviour,
Thus to lay his radiance by;
Blessings on the Lamb for ever;
Glory be to God on high.
Psalmist.
1348s & 7s.Chorus of the angels.Luke 2:14.Hark! what joyful notes are swellingOn the quiet midnight air!’Tis the voice of angels telling,Jesus comes our sins to bear!Now the music, in its gladness,Breaks and swells, and glides along!Now, earth, waking from her sadness,Joins the chorus of the song!Glory in the highest heaven!Peace on earth, good-will to man!Let all praise to God be given,For Redemption’s glorious plan!2See all darkness disappearing,As the star begins to rise!Sin and death stand trembling, fearing,As the light falls on their eyes:Now, again, the earth rejoices,Satan’s powerful kingdom shakes,As, from all the heavenly voices,Louder still the chorus breaks!Glory in the highest heaven! etc.3Rise and shine, Star of Salvation!Spread thy beams o’er all the earth,Till each distant land and nationOwns and speaks thy matchless worth!Till all tongues, thy praises singing,Shall thy mighty wonders tell,Till all heaven with joy is ringing,As our hearts the chorus swell:Glory in the highest heaven! etc.4When our days on earth are ended,And we rise to worlds above,Then our songs shall all be blendedIn one song of pardoning love!Then we’ll tell the wondrous story,And our blesséd Lord adore;In our home of bliss and gloryWe shall sing for evermore!Glory in the highest heaven!Sound aloud the joyful strain!Glory to the Lamb be given,Who for sinners once was slain!W. T. Moore.
8s & 7s.
Chorus of the angels.Luke 2:14.
Hark! what joyful notes are swellingOn the quiet midnight air!’Tis the voice of angels telling,Jesus comes our sins to bear!Now the music, in its gladness,Breaks and swells, and glides along!Now, earth, waking from her sadness,Joins the chorus of the song!Glory in the highest heaven!Peace on earth, good-will to man!Let all praise to God be given,For Redemption’s glorious plan!
Hark! what joyful notes are swelling
On the quiet midnight air!
’Tis the voice of angels telling,
Jesus comes our sins to bear!
Now the music, in its gladness,
Breaks and swells, and glides along!
Now, earth, waking from her sadness,
Joins the chorus of the song!
Glory in the highest heaven!
Peace on earth, good-will to man!
Let all praise to God be given,
For Redemption’s glorious plan!
2See all darkness disappearing,As the star begins to rise!Sin and death stand trembling, fearing,As the light falls on their eyes:Now, again, the earth rejoices,Satan’s powerful kingdom shakes,As, from all the heavenly voices,Louder still the chorus breaks!Glory in the highest heaven! etc.
2See all darkness disappearing,
As the star begins to rise!
Sin and death stand trembling, fearing,
As the light falls on their eyes:
Now, again, the earth rejoices,
Satan’s powerful kingdom shakes,
As, from all the heavenly voices,
Louder still the chorus breaks!
Glory in the highest heaven! etc.
3Rise and shine, Star of Salvation!Spread thy beams o’er all the earth,Till each distant land and nationOwns and speaks thy matchless worth!Till all tongues, thy praises singing,Shall thy mighty wonders tell,Till all heaven with joy is ringing,As our hearts the chorus swell:Glory in the highest heaven! etc.
3Rise and shine, Star of Salvation!
Spread thy beams o’er all the earth,
Till each distant land and nation
Owns and speaks thy matchless worth!
Till all tongues, thy praises singing,
Shall thy mighty wonders tell,
Till all heaven with joy is ringing,
As our hearts the chorus swell:
Glory in the highest heaven! etc.
4When our days on earth are ended,And we rise to worlds above,Then our songs shall all be blendedIn one song of pardoning love!Then we’ll tell the wondrous story,And our blesséd Lord adore;In our home of bliss and gloryWe shall sing for evermore!Glory in the highest heaven!Sound aloud the joyful strain!Glory to the Lamb be given,Who for sinners once was slain!
4When our days on earth are ended,
And we rise to worlds above,
Then our songs shall all be blended
In one song of pardoning love!
Then we’ll tell the wondrous story,
And our blesséd Lord adore;
In our home of bliss and glory
We shall sing for evermore!
Glory in the highest heaven!
Sound aloud the joyful strain!
Glory to the Lamb be given,
Who for sinners once was slain!
W. T. Moore.
1358s & 7s.Hark! what mean those holy voices?Hark! what mean those holy voices,Sweetly sounding through the skies?Lo! th’ angelic host rejoices!Heavenly hallelujahs rise.2Hear them tell the wondrous story,Hear them chant in hymns of joy—“Glory to the highest, glory!Glory be to God most high!3“Peace on earth, good-will from heaven,Reaching far as man is found;Souls redeemed and sins forgiven!”Loud our golden harps shall sound.4“Christ is born, the great anointed;Heaven and earth his praises sing;O receive whom God appointed,For your Prophet, Priest, and King!5“Haste, ye mortals, to adore him;Learn his name, and taste his joy;Till in heaven ye sing before him—“‘Glory be to God most high!’”Cawood.
8s & 7s.
Hark! what mean those holy voices?
Hark! what mean those holy voices,Sweetly sounding through the skies?Lo! th’ angelic host rejoices!Heavenly hallelujahs rise.
Hark! what mean those holy voices,
Sweetly sounding through the skies?
Lo! th’ angelic host rejoices!
Heavenly hallelujahs rise.
2Hear them tell the wondrous story,Hear them chant in hymns of joy—“Glory to the highest, glory!Glory be to God most high!
2Hear them tell the wondrous story,
Hear them chant in hymns of joy—
“Glory to the highest, glory!
Glory be to God most high!
3“Peace on earth, good-will from heaven,Reaching far as man is found;Souls redeemed and sins forgiven!”Loud our golden harps shall sound.
3“Peace on earth, good-will from heaven,
Reaching far as man is found;
Souls redeemed and sins forgiven!”
Loud our golden harps shall sound.
4“Christ is born, the great anointed;Heaven and earth his praises sing;O receive whom God appointed,For your Prophet, Priest, and King!
4“Christ is born, the great anointed;
Heaven and earth his praises sing;
O receive whom God appointed,
For your Prophet, Priest, and King!
5“Haste, ye mortals, to adore him;Learn his name, and taste his joy;Till in heaven ye sing before him—“‘Glory be to God most high!’”
5“Haste, ye mortals, to adore him;
Learn his name, and taste his joy;
Till in heaven ye sing before him—
“‘Glory be to God most high!’”
Cawood.
1368s & 7s.Christ, the Saviour, born.Hail, thou long-expected Jesus!Born to set thy people free;From our sins and fears release us,Let us find our rest in thee.2Israel’s strength and consolation,Hope of all the saints, thou art;Longdesired of every nation,Joy of every waiting heart.3Born, thy people to deliver—Born a child, yet Christ, our King—Born to reign in us for ever—Now thy gracious kingdom bring.4By thine own eternal Spirit,Rule in all our hearts alone;By thine all-sufficient merit,Raise us to thy glorious throne.C. Wesley.
8s & 7s.
Christ, the Saviour, born.
Hail, thou long-expected Jesus!Born to set thy people free;From our sins and fears release us,Let us find our rest in thee.
Hail, thou long-expected Jesus!
Born to set thy people free;
From our sins and fears release us,
Let us find our rest in thee.
2Israel’s strength and consolation,Hope of all the saints, thou art;Longdesired of every nation,Joy of every waiting heart.
2Israel’s strength and consolation,
Hope of all the saints, thou art;
Longdesired of every nation,
Joy of every waiting heart.
3Born, thy people to deliver—Born a child, yet Christ, our King—Born to reign in us for ever—Now thy gracious kingdom bring.
3Born, thy people to deliver—
Born a child, yet Christ, our King—
Born to reign in us for ever—
Now thy gracious kingdom bring.
4By thine own eternal Spirit,Rule in all our hearts alone;By thine all-sufficient merit,Raise us to thy glorious throne.
4By thine own eternal Spirit,
Rule in all our hearts alone;
By thine all-sufficient merit,
Raise us to thy glorious throne.
C. Wesley.
1378s, 7s & 4.Come and worship.Angels, from the realms of glory,Wing your flight o’er all the earth,Ye who sang creation’s story,Now proclaim Messiah’s birth:Come and worship,Worship Christ, the new-born King.2Shepherds, in the field abiding,Watching o’er your flocks by night,God with man is now residing,Yonder shines the infant light;Come and worship,Worship Christ, the new-born King.3Sages, leave your contemplations,Brighter visions beam afar;Seek the great desire of nations;Ye have seen his natal star!Come and worship,Worship Christ, the new-born King.4Saints, before the altar bending,Watching long in hope and fear,Suddenly, the Lord descending,In his temple shall appear;Come and worship,Worship Christ, the new-born King.Montgomery.
8s, 7s & 4.
Come and worship.
Angels, from the realms of glory,Wing your flight o’er all the earth,Ye who sang creation’s story,Now proclaim Messiah’s birth:Come and worship,Worship Christ, the new-born King.
Angels, from the realms of glory,
Wing your flight o’er all the earth,
Ye who sang creation’s story,
Now proclaim Messiah’s birth:
Come and worship,
Worship Christ, the new-born King.
2Shepherds, in the field abiding,Watching o’er your flocks by night,God with man is now residing,Yonder shines the infant light;Come and worship,Worship Christ, the new-born King.
2Shepherds, in the field abiding,
Watching o’er your flocks by night,
God with man is now residing,
Yonder shines the infant light;
Come and worship,
Worship Christ, the new-born King.
3Sages, leave your contemplations,Brighter visions beam afar;Seek the great desire of nations;Ye have seen his natal star!Come and worship,Worship Christ, the new-born King.
3Sages, leave your contemplations,
Brighter visions beam afar;
Seek the great desire of nations;
Ye have seen his natal star!
Come and worship,
Worship Christ, the new-born King.
4Saints, before the altar bending,Watching long in hope and fear,Suddenly, the Lord descending,In his temple shall appear;Come and worship,Worship Christ, the new-born King.
4Saints, before the altar bending,
Watching long in hope and fear,
Suddenly, the Lord descending,
In his temple shall appear;
Come and worship,
Worship Christ, the new-born King.
Montgomery.
13811s & 10s.Hail the blest morn.Hail the blest morn! when the great MediatorDown from the regions of glory descends!Shepherds, go worship the babe in the manger;Lo! for your guide the bright angel attends!CHORUS.Brightest and best of the sons of the morning,Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thy aid:Star of the East, the horizon adorning,Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.2Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are shining,Low lies his head with the beasts of the stall:Angels adore him in slumbers reclining,Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all!3Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion,Odors of Eden, and offerings divine;Gems from the mountain, and pearls from the ocean,Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine?4Vainly we offer earth’s richest oblationVainly with gold would his favor secure;Richer, by far, is the heart’s adoration,Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor!
11s & 10s.
Hail the blest morn.
Hail the blest morn! when the great MediatorDown from the regions of glory descends!Shepherds, go worship the babe in the manger;Lo! for your guide the bright angel attends!CHORUS.Brightest and best of the sons of the morning,Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thy aid:Star of the East, the horizon adorning,Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
Hail the blest morn! when the great Mediator
Down from the regions of glory descends!
Shepherds, go worship the babe in the manger;
Lo! for your guide the bright angel attends!
CHORUS.
Brightest and best of the sons of the morning,
Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thy aid:
Star of the East, the horizon adorning,
Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
2Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are shining,Low lies his head with the beasts of the stall:Angels adore him in slumbers reclining,Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all!
2Cold on his cradle the dew-drops are shining,
Low lies his head with the beasts of the stall:
Angels adore him in slumbers reclining,
Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all!
3Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion,Odors of Eden, and offerings divine;Gems from the mountain, and pearls from the ocean,Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine?
3Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion,
Odors of Eden, and offerings divine;
Gems from the mountain, and pearls from the ocean,
Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine?
4Vainly we offer earth’s richest oblationVainly with gold would his favor secure;Richer, by far, is the heart’s adoration,Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor!
4Vainly we offer earth’s richest oblation
Vainly with gold would his favor secure;
Richer, by far, is the heart’s adoration,
Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor!
13912s.Hallelujah to the Lamb.From the regions of love, lo! an angel descended,And told the strange news how the babe was attended;Go, shepherds, and visit the wonderful stranger;See yonder bright star! there’s your Lord in a manger.CHORUS.Hallelujah to the Lamb who has purchased our pardon,We’ll praise him again when we pass over Jordan!2Glad tidings I bring unto you and each nation!Glad tidings of joy—now behold your salvation;Then suddenly multitudes raise their glad voices,And shout hallelujahs, while heaven rejoices!3Now glory to God in the highest be given,All glory to God is re-echoed from heaven;Around the whole earth let us tell the glad story,And sing of his love, his salvation, and glory.4O Jesus! ride on, thy kingdom is glorious;Over sin, death, and hell, thou’lt make us victorious!Thy banner unfurl—let the nations surrender,And own thee their Saviour, their Lord and Defender!
12s.
Hallelujah to the Lamb.
From the regions of love, lo! an angel descended,And told the strange news how the babe was attended;Go, shepherds, and visit the wonderful stranger;See yonder bright star! there’s your Lord in a manger.CHORUS.Hallelujah to the Lamb who has purchased our pardon,We’ll praise him again when we pass over Jordan!
From the regions of love, lo! an angel descended,
And told the strange news how the babe was attended;
Go, shepherds, and visit the wonderful stranger;
See yonder bright star! there’s your Lord in a manger.
CHORUS.
Hallelujah to the Lamb who has purchased our pardon,
We’ll praise him again when we pass over Jordan!
2Glad tidings I bring unto you and each nation!Glad tidings of joy—now behold your salvation;Then suddenly multitudes raise their glad voices,And shout hallelujahs, while heaven rejoices!
2Glad tidings I bring unto you and each nation!
Glad tidings of joy—now behold your salvation;
Then suddenly multitudes raise their glad voices,
And shout hallelujahs, while heaven rejoices!
3Now glory to God in the highest be given,All glory to God is re-echoed from heaven;Around the whole earth let us tell the glad story,And sing of his love, his salvation, and glory.
3Now glory to God in the highest be given,
All glory to God is re-echoed from heaven;
Around the whole earth let us tell the glad story,
And sing of his love, his salvation, and glory.
4O Jesus! ride on, thy kingdom is glorious;Over sin, death, and hell, thou’lt make us victorious!Thy banner unfurl—let the nations surrender,And own thee their Saviour, their Lord and Defender!
4O Jesus! ride on, thy kingdom is glorious;
Over sin, death, and hell, thou’lt make us victorious!
Thy banner unfurl—let the nations surrender,
And own thee their Saviour, their Lord and Defender!
140P. M.Glory to God in the highest.Hark! from the world on highGlory to God!Now swells along the skyGlory to God!Songs, like sweet notes of praise,Pour forth in rapturous lays,As all the voices raiseGlory to God!2Hear how the angels singGlory to God!Through all the heavens ringGlory to God!Now, let each heart on earthSing of the Saviour’s birth,Telling his matchless worth,Glory to God!W. T. Moore.
P. M.
Glory to God in the highest.
Hark! from the world on highGlory to God!Now swells along the skyGlory to God!Songs, like sweet notes of praise,Pour forth in rapturous lays,As all the voices raiseGlory to God!
Hark! from the world on high
Glory to God!
Now swells along the sky
Glory to God!
Songs, like sweet notes of praise,
Pour forth in rapturous lays,
As all the voices raise
Glory to God!
2Hear how the angels singGlory to God!Through all the heavens ringGlory to God!Now, let each heart on earthSing of the Saviour’s birth,Telling his matchless worth,Glory to God!
2Hear how the angels sing
Glory to God!
Through all the heavens ring
Glory to God!
Now, let each heart on earth
Sing of the Saviour’s birth,
Telling his matchless worth,
Glory to God!
W. T. Moore.