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Come see in the manger the angels' dread King!
C. Wesley. 1745.
Sweetly sounding through the skies?
Heavenly hallelujahs rise.
Which they chant in hymns of joy:
Glory be to God most high !
Reaching far as man is found;
Loud our golden harps shall sound.
Heaven and earth, His praises sing!
For your Prophet, Priest, and King.
Learn His Name, and taste His joy;
Glory be to God most high!"
5 Since all He comes to ransom,
By all be He adored,
The Saviour and the Lord !
And error shall decay,
John Mason Neale. 1862. a.
Tr. Anatolius. ab. 450. 131 Vom Himmel hoch da komm ich hir. L. M. 1 Good news from heaven the angels bring,
Glad tidings to the earth they sing:
To crown us with the joy of heaven. 2 This is the Christ, our God and Lord,
Who in all need shall aid afford;
From all our sins to set us free.
Which from the Father's bounty springs:
With Him enjoy eternal day.
Whose Love did not the sinner scorn :
What thanks shall I return to Thee? 5 Were earth a thousand times as fair,
Beset with gold and jewels rare,
A narrow cradle, Lord, for Thee. 6 Ah, dearest Jesus, holy Child,
Make Thee a bed, soft, undefiled,
7 Praise God upon His heavenly throne,
Who gave to us His only Son:
From Arthur Tozer Russell. 1848.
And Miss Winkworth. 1855.
Tr. Martin Luther, 1535. 132 Wir singen Dir, Immanuel. L.M. 1 Emmanuel! we sing Thy praise,
Thou Prince of Life! Thou Fount of Grace!
Praise, honor, thanks, to Thee we bring! 2 E'er since the world began to be,
How many a heart hath longed for Thee!
Hast come at last to make us blest !
In lowly manger liest Thou:
Poor, yet is earth Thy robe of state. 4 Now fearless I can look on Thee :
From sin and grief Thou set'st me free:
Pear turns to joy Thy glance beneath. 5 Thou art my Head, my Lord divine:
I am Thy member, wholly Thine;
Serve Thee according to Thy will. 6 Thus will I sing Thy praises here,
With joyful spirit year by year:
From Miss Winkworth. 1855.
Tr. Paul Gerhardt. 1656.
133 PSALM 98.
C. M. 1 Joy to the world; the Lord is come!
Let earth receive her King.
And heaven and nature sing.
Let men their songs employ; While fields and floods, rocks, hills, and plains,
Repeat the sounding joy.
Nor thorns infest the ground.
Far as the curse is found.
4 He rules the world with truth and grace,
And makes the nations prove The glories of His Righteousness,
And wonders of His Love. [ Watts. 1719.
134 Du wesentliches Wort. 1 O SAVIour of our race,
Welcome indeed Thou art, Blessed Redeemer, Fount of grace,
To this my longing heart!
2 Light of the world, abide
Through faith within my heart; Leave me to seek no other guide,
Nor e'er from Thee depart. 3 Thou art the Life, O Lord !
Sole Light of life Thou art ! Let not Thy glorious rays be poured
In vain on my dark heart.
4 Star of the East, arise !
Drive all my clouds away;
From Miss Winkworth. 1855.
NEW YEAR. 135 Our Lord's Circumcision.
S. M. 1 The year begins with Thee,
And Thou begin'st with woe, To let the world of sinners see
That blood for sin must flow. 2 Thine infant cries, O Lord,
Thy tears upon the breast, Are not enough-the legal sword
Must do its stern behest. 3 Am I a child of tears,
Cradled in care and woe? And seems it hard my vernal years
Few vernal joys can show ? 4 Seemeth it strange to me
My own will to deny?
Under the yoke to lie?
The Giver of all good
From suffering, tears, and blood.
IIelp me to sow in fear :
From John Keble. 1827.