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Lukas 10:18

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Lukas 10:2

• [Luk 10:2] Earth, O Lord, Is One Wide Field, The

  The earth, O Lord, is one wide field Of all Thy chosen seed; The crop prepared its fruit to yield; The laborers are few indeed. We therefore come before Thee now With fasting, and with prayer, Beseeching of Thy love that Thou Wouldst send more laborers there. Not for our land alone we pray, Though that above the rest; The realms and islands far away, O let them all be blest. Endue the bishops of Thy flock With wisdom and with grace, Against false doctrine, like a rock, To set the heart and face. To all Thy priests Thy truth reveal, And make Thy judgments clear; Make Thou Thy deacons full of zeal, And humble, and sincere. And give their flocks a lowly mind To hear and to obey; That each and all may mercy find At Thine appearing day.

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• [Luk 10:2] Labor On

  In the harvest field there is work to do, For the grain is ripe, and the reapers few; And the Master’s voice bids the workers true Heed the call that He gives today. Refrain Labor on, labor on, Keep the bright reward in view, For the Master has said He will strength renew; Labor on till the close of day. Crowd the garner well with its sheaves all bright, Let the song be glad, and the heart be light, Fill the precious hours ere the shades of night Take the place of the golden day. Refrain In the gleaner’s path may be rich reward, Tho’ the time seems long, and the labor hard; For the Master’s joy, with His chosen shared, Drives the gloom from the darkest day. Refrain Lo! the Harvest Home in the realms above Shall be gained by each who has toiled and strove, When the Master’s voice, in His words of love, Calls away to eternal day. Refrain

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• [Luk 10:2] Lo! The Golden Fields Are Smiling

  Lo! the golden fields are smiling, Wherefore idle shouldst thou be? Great the harvest, few the workers, And the Lord hath need of thee. Go and work, the time is waning, Let thy earnest heart reply To the call so oft repeated, “Blessèd Master, here am I.” Refrain Hark! the song, the song of busy workers, In the fields so fair to see; Go and fill thy place among them, For the Lord hath need of thee. Take the balm of consolation That so oft has cheered thy heart; Let some weary brother toiler, In thy comfort share a part. Go and lift the heavy burden, He has struggled long to bear, Go, and kneeling down beside him, Blend thy faith with his in prayer. Refrain Go and gather souls for Jesus; Precious souls thy love may win; Lead them to the door of mercy; Tell them how to enter in. Go and gather souls for Jesus; Work while strength and breath remain; What are years of constant labor To the joy thou yet shalt gain? Refrain Go, then, work, the Master calleth; Go, no longer idle be; Waste no more thy precious moments, For the Lord hath need of Thee. Once He gave His life thy ransom, That thy soul with Him might live; Now the service He demandeth Can thy heart refuse to give? Refrain

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• [Luk 10:2] Lord Of The Living Harvest

  Lord of the living harvest That whitens o’er the plain, Where angels soon shall gather Their sheaves of golden grain, Accept these hands to labor, These hearts to trust and love, And deign with them to hasten Thy kingdom from above. As laborers in Thy vineyard, Lord, send them out to be Content to bear the burden Of weary days for Thee. To ask no other wages When Thou shalt call them home But to have shared the travail Which makes Thy kingdom come. Be with them, God the Father; Be with them, God the Son; And God the Holy Spirit, Most blessèd Three in One. Make them Thy faithful servants Thee rightly to adore And fill them with Thy fullness Both now and evermore.

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• [Luk 10:2] Not By Thy Mighty Hand

  Not by Thy mighty hand, Thy wondrous works alone, But by the marvels of Thy Word, Thy glory, Lord, is known. Forth from the eternal gates, Thine everlasting home, To sow the seed of truth alone, Thou didst vouchsafe to come. And still from age to age, Thou, gracious Lord, hast been The Bearer forth of goodly seed, The Sower still unseen. And Thou wilt come again, And Heav’n beneath Thee bow, To reap the harvest Thou hast sown, Sower and Reaper Thou. Watch, Lord, Thy harvest field, With Thine unsleeping eye, The children of the kingdom keep To Thy epiphany! That, when in Thy great day The tares shall severed be, We may be surely gathered in With all Thy saints to Thee.

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• [Luk 10:2] O Christ, Forget Not Them Who Stand

  O Christ, forget not them who stand Thy vanguard in the distant land, In flood, in flame, in dark, in dread, Sustain, we pray, each lifted head. Thine is the work they strive to do, Their foes so many, they so few, Be with Thine own, Thy loved, who stand, Christ’s vanguard, in the storm swept land.
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• [Luk 10:2] O Where Are The Reapers?

  O where are the reapers that garner in The sheaves of the good from the fields of sin? With sickles of truth must the work be done, And no one may rest till the “harvest home.” Refrain Where are the reapers? O who will come And share in the glory of the “harvest home”? O who will help us to garner in The sheaves of good from the fields of sin? Go out in the byways and search them all; The wheat may be there but the weeds are tall; Then search in the highway, and pass none by; But gather them all for the home on high. Refrain The fields are all ripening, and far and wide The world now is waiting the harvest tide: But reapers are few, and the work is great, And much will be lost should the harvest wait. Refrain So come with your sickles, ye sons of men, And gather together the golden grain; Toil on till the Lord of the harvest come, Then share ye His joy in the “harvest home.” Refrain

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• [Luk 10:2] Sing To The Lord Of Harvest

  Sing to the Lord of harvest, Sing songs of love and praise; With joyful hearts and voices Your alleluias raise. By Him the rolling seasons In fruitful order move; Sing to the Lord of harvest, A joyous song of love. By Him the clouds drop fatness, The deserts bloom and spring, The hills leap up in gladness, The valleys laugh and sing. He filleth with His fullness All things with large increase, He crowns the year with goodness, With plenty and with peace. Bring to His sacred altar The gifts His goodness gave, The golden sheaves of harvest, The souls He died to save. Your hearts lay down before Him When at His feet you fall, And with your lives adore Him, Who gave His life for all. To God the gracious Father, Who made us “very good,” To Christ, who, when we wandered, Restored us with His blood, And to the Holy Spirit, Who doth upon us pour His blessèd dews and sunshine, Be praise forevermore!

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• [Luk 10:2] Spread, O Spread, Thou Mighty Word

  Spread, O spread, thou mighty Word, Spread the kingdom of the Lord, Wheresoe’er His breath has given, Life to beings meant for Heaven. Tell them how the Father’s will Made the world, and keeps it still, How He sent His Son to save All who help and comfort crave. Tell of our Redeemer’s love, Who forever doth remove By His holy sacrifice All the guilt that on us lies. Tell them of the Spirit given Now to guide us up to heaven, Strong and holy, just and true, Working both to will and do. Word of life, most pure and strong, Lo! for Thee the nations long, Spread, till from its dreary night All the world awakes to light. Up! the ripening fields ye see, Mighty shall the harvest be; But the reapers still are few, Great the work they have to do. Lord of harvest, let there be Joy and strength to work for Thee, Till the nations, far and near, See Thy light, and learn Thy fear.

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• [Luk 10:2] There’s A Garden

  There’s a garden whose walk we never have known; There’s a light within us that has never been shown, Refrain Lord let us all enter this radiant place, Holy realm filled with Your love, Your beauty, and grace. In this garden is fruit whose harvest is due, But the harvest is great and the laborers few. Refrain We are one with Your Love in Your garden so free; We all now take Your hand and know oneness with Thee. Refrain

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• [Luk 10:2] Up And Onward

  Up and onward, Christian workers, Life is fleeting, do not stray; Great the harvest, few the toilers, Up and onward, haste away! Refrain Haste away, then, Christian workers, Hear the deep, despairing call; Go and rescue those that perish, Lend a helping hand to all. Where the reapers bear their burdens In the toil and heat of day, Where the golden sheaves are waving, Up and onward, haste away! Refrain Where the conflict fiercely rages On the battlefield today, With our banner, shield and buckler, Up and onward, haste away! Refrain Consecrated to the service Of our Savior and our Lord; Ever faithful, true and earnest, We shall gain the great reward. Refrain

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• [Luk 10:2] Who Will Go?

  Hark! I hear a sound from o’er the water, ’Tis the cry of anguish and despair; ’Tis the cry of precious souls in darkness, While waiting for the light of Jesus, there; Hear the idle laborers near us saying, “Master what wilt Thou have me to do?” The harvest now is great, oh! haste, my brother, The reapers few. Refrain Who will go? Who will go? To the ends of the earth, Hast thou a passion for the lost? Dost thou realize what a soul is worth? Who will go? Who will go? Tell of Jesus’ death upon the tree? Oh! who will answer quickly, “Here am I, O Lord, send me”? Will you go and tell them of a Savior? Tell them how He suffered on the tree? Will you give your very life to save them? And tell them Jesus came to set them free? Will you take the way, endure the suffering? Finding in the cross your only rest? For suffering here with Jesus brings the glory, His ways are best. Refrain We will follow, we will follow Jesus, Willingly and gladly we’ll obey, He will never leave us nor forsake us, He is our Friend, our Comforter and Stay. Though He lead us o’er the briny ocean, Though He lead us o’er the sandy plain, We still will trust in Jesus Christ our Savior, Oh! praise His Name. Refrain After we’ve received the Spirit’s fullness, Filling all our hearts with love divine, We’re to witness to the blessèd Gospel, In every nation, country, land and clime, When we give the Gospel as a witness Unto every people far and near, With lightning flash, we’ll see in clouds of glory The King appear. Refrain

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Lukas 2:3-8

• [Luk 2:6] The Friendly Beasts

  Jesus, our Brother, strong and good, Was humbly born in a stable rude, And the friendly beasts around Him stood, Jesus, our Brother, strong and good. “I,” said the donkey, shaggy and brown, “I carried His mother uphill and down, I carried His mother to Bethlehem town; I,” said the donkey, shaggy and brown. “I,” said the cow, all white and red, “I gave Him my manger for His bed, I gave Him hay to pillow His head; I,” said the cow, all white and red. “I,” said the sheep with curly horn, “I gave Him my wool for His blanket warm, He wore my coat on Christmas morn; I,” said the sheep with curly horn. “I,” said the dove, from the rafters high, “I cooed Him to sleep that He should not cry, We cooed Him to sleep, my mate and I; I,” said the dove, from the rafters high. Thus all the beasts, by some good spell, In the stable dark were glad to tell Of the gifts they gave Emmanuel, The gifts they gave Emmanuel.

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• [Luk 2:6] Once In Royal David’s City

  Once in royal David’s city Stood a lowly cattle shed, Where a mother laid her Baby In a manger for His bed: Mary was that mother mild, Jesus Christ her little Child. He came down to earth from Heaven, Who is God and Lord of all, And His shelter was a stable, And His cradle was a stall; With the poor, and mean, and lowly, Lived on earth our Savior holy. And, through all His wondrous childhood, He would honor and obey, Love and watch the lowly maiden, In whose gentle arms He lay: Christian children all must be Mild, obedient, good as He. For He is our childhood’s pattern; Day by day, like us He grew; He was little, weak and helpless, Tears and smiles like us He knew; And He feeleth for our sadness, And He shareth in our gladness. And our eyes at last shall see Him, Through His own redeeming love, For that Child so dear and gentle Is our Lord in Heav’n above, And He leads His children on To the place where He is gone. Not in that poor lowly stable, With the oxen standing by, We shall see Him; but in Heaven, Set at God’s right hand on high; Where like stars His children crowned All in white shall wait around.

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• [Luk 2:7] Ah, Dearest Jesus

  Ah, dearest Jesus, holy Child, Make Thee a bed, soft, undefiled Within my heart, that it may be A quiet chamber kept for Thee. My heart for very joy doth leap, My lips no more can silence keep; I, too, must sing with joyful tongue That sweetest ancient cradle song. Glory to God in highest Heaven, Who unto man His Son hath given; While angels sing with tender mirth, A glad new year to all the earth.

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• [Luk 2:7] Away In A Manger

  Away in a manger, no crib for a bed, The little Lord Jesus laid down His sweet head. The stars in the sky looked down where He lay, The little Lord Jesus, asleep on the hay. The cattle are lowing, the Baby awakes, But little Lord Jesus, no crying He makes; I love Thee, Lord Jesus, look down from the sky And stay by my cradle till morning is nigh. Be near me, Lord Jesus, I ask Thee to stay Close by me forever, and love me, I pray; Bless all the dear children in Thy tender care, And fit us for Heaven to live with Thee there.

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• [Luk 2:7] Babe In Bethlem’s Manger, The

  The Babe in Bethlem’s manger laid, In humble form so low, By wond’ring angels is surveyed, Thro’ all His scenes of woe. Refrain Nowell, Nowell— O sing a Savior’s birth: All hail His coming down to earth, Who raises us to Heav’n. A Savior! sinners all around Sing, shout the wondrous word; Let every bosom hail the sound, A Savior! Christ the Lord. Refrain For not to sit on David’s throne With worldly pomp and joy, He came for sinners to atone, And Satan to destroy. Refrain To preach the word of life divine, To give the living bread, To heal the sick with hand benign, And raise to life the dead. Refrain He preached, He suffered, bled and died, Uplift ’twixt earth and skies; In sinners’ stead was crucified, For sin a sacrifice. Refrain Well may we sing the Savior’s birth, Who need the grace so giv’n, And hail His coming down to earth, Who raises us to Heav’n. Refrain

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• [Luk 2:7] Child In The Manger

  Child in the manger, Infant of Mary, Outcast and Stranger, Lord of all, Child Who inherits all our transgressions, All our demerits on Him fall. Once the most holy Child of salvation Gently and lowly lived below. Now as our glorious mighty Redeemer, See Him victorious o’er each foe. Prophets foretold Him, Infant of wonder; Angels behold Him on His throne. Worthy our Savior of all our praises; Happy forever are His own.

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• [Luk 2:7] Come Rejoicing, Praises Voicing

  Come rejoicing, praises voicing, Christmas Day is breaking; Now th’Eternal, Lord supernal, Human form is taking. On the hay—lo, behold Virgin’s Son, as foretold, Lies the precious Infant in the wintry cold, Lies the precious Infant in the wintry cold. Unabated for Him waited Many generations; Him now proudly angels loudly Praise the Hope of nations. Let us, then, gladly sing, Let our songs gaily ring, As we to this holy Child our praises bring, As we to this holy Child our praises bring. Tender Flower, Mighty Tower, Jesus Christ, our Savior; Heav’nly Treasure, without measure, Thee we love forever. Lord and King without end, Our poor hearts now befriend, All Thy gifts of grace and goodness to us send, All Thy gifts of grace and goodness to us send.

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• [Luk 2:7] Cradled In A Manger, Meanly

  Cradled in a manger, meanly, Laid the Son of Man His head; Sleeping His first earthly slumber Where the oxen had been fed. Happy were those shepherds listening To the holy angel’s word; Happy they within that stable Worshipping their infant Lord. Happy all who hear the message Of His coming from above; Happier still who hail His coming, And with praises greet His love. Blessèd Savior, Christ most holy, In a manger Thou didst rest; Canst Thou stoop again, yet lower, And abide within my breast? Evil things are there before Thee; In the heart, where they have fed, Wilt Thou pitifully enter, Son of Man, and lay Thy head? Enter, then, O Christ most holy; Make a Christmas in my heart; Make a heaven of my manger: It is heaven where Thou art. And to those who never listened To the message of Thy birth, Who have winter, but no Christmas Bringing them Thy peace on earth, Send to these the joyful tidings; By all people, in each home, Be there heard the Christmas anthem; Praise to God, the Christ has come!

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• [Luk 2:7] Dear Little One

  Dear little One! how sweet Thou art, Thine eyes so bright they shine, So bright they almost seem to speak When Mary’s looks meet Thine. How faint and feeble is Thy cry, Like plaint of harmless dove, When Thou dost murmur in Thy sleep Of sorrow and of love. When Mary bids Thee sleep Thou sleep’st, Thou wakest when she calls; Thou art content upon her lap, Or in the rugged stalls. Simplest of Babes! with what a grace, Thou dost Thy mother’s will, Thine infant fashions all betray The Godhead’s hidden skill. When Joseph takes Thee in his arms, And smoothes Thy little cheek, Thou lookest up into his face So helpless and so meek. Yes! Thou art what Thou seem’st to be, A thing of smiles and tears; Yet Thou art God, and Heav’n and earth Adore Thee with their fears.

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• [Luk 2:7] Dear Little Stranger

  Low in a manger, dear little Stranger, Jesus, the wonderful Savior, was born. There was none to receive Him, none to believe Him, None but the angels were watching that morn. Refrain Dear little Stranger, slept in a manger, No downy pillow under His head; But with the poor He slumbered secure, The dear little Babe in His bed. Angels descending, over Him bending, Chanted a tender and silent refrain; Then a wonderful story told of His glory, Unto the shepherds on Bethlehem’s plain. Refrain Dear little Stranger, born in a manger, Maker and Monarch, and Savior of all; I will love You forever! Grieve You? No, never! You did for me make Your bed in a stall. Refrain

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• [Luk 2:7] Dost Thou In A Manger Lie?

  Dost Thou in a manger lie, who hast all created, Stretching infant hands on high, Savior, long awaited? If a monarch, where Thy state? Where Thy court on Thee to wait? Royal purple where? Here no regal pomp we see; Naught but need and penury; why thus cradled here? “Pitying love for fallen man brought Me down thus low… For a race deep lost in sin, came I into woe… By this lowly birth of Mine, sinner riches shall be thine, Matchless gifts and free; willingly this yoke I take, And this sacrifice I make, heaping joys for thee.” Fervent praise would I to Thee evermore be raising; For Thy wondrous love to me Thee be ever praising. Glory, glory be forever unto that most bounteous Giver, And that loving Lord! Better witness to Thy worth, Purer praise than ours on earth, angels’ songs afford.

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• [Luk 2:7] Gentle Mary Laid Her Child

  Gentle Mary laid her Child lowly in a manger; There He lay, the undefiled, to the world a Stranger: Such a Babe in such a place, can He be the Savior? Ask the saved of all the race who have found His favor. Angels sang about His birth; wise men sought and found Him; Heaven’s star shone brightly forth, glory all around Him: Shepherds saw the wondrous sight, heard the angels singing; All the plains were lit that night, all the hills were ringing. Gentle Mary laid her Child lowly in a manger; He is still the undefiled, but no more a stranger: Son of God, of humble birth, beautiful the story; Praise His Name in all the earth, hail the King of glory!

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• [Luk 2:7] Give Heed, My Heart

  Give heed, my heart, lift up thine eyes! What is it in that manger lies? Who is the Child so young and fair? The blessèd Christ Child lieth there. My heart for very joy doth leap, My lips no more can silence keep; I, too, must sing, with joyful tongue, That sweetest, dearest cradle song. Glory to God in highest Heav’n, Who unto man His Son has giv’n, While angels sing, our hearts to cheer, To all the earth a glad new year!

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• [Luk 2:7] Glad Christmas Bells

  Glad Christmas bells, your music tells The sweet and pleasant story; How came to earth, in lowly birth, The Lord of life and glory. No palace hall its ceiling tall His kingly head spread over, There only stood a stable rude The heavenly Babe to cover. No raiment gay, as there He lay, Adorned the infant Stranger; Poor, humble Child of mother mild, She laid Him in a manger. But from afar, a splendid star The wise men westward turning; The livelong night saw pure and bright, Above His birth place burning.

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• [Luk 2:7] Hush, My Dear

  Hush, my dear, lie still and slumber, Holy angels guard thy bed, Heav’nly blessings without number, Gently falling on thy head. How much better thou’rt attended, Than the Son of God could be, When from Heaven He descended, And became a child like thee! Soft and easy is thy cradle, Coarse and hard thy Savior lay: When His birthplace was a stable, And His softest bed was hay. Oh, to tell the wondrous story, How His foes abused their King; How they killed the Lord of glory, Makes me angry while I sing. Hush, my child, I did not chide thee, Though my song may seem so hard; ’Tis thy mother sits beside thee, And her arms shall be thy guard. May’st thou learn to know and fear Him, Love and serve Him all thy days; Then to dwell forever near Him, Tell His love and sing His praise.

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• [Luk 2:7] In A Lowly Manger Sleeping

  In a lowly manger sleeping, Calm and still a Babe we see, ’Tis the Holy Child of promise, Light of all the world is He. Holy angels sing His welcome In the realms of glory bright, While the morning stars around Him Fall in soft and tender light. Blessèd Savior, dear Redeemer, King of Judah, Prince of Peace, Rock of Ages, Star of nations, Thy dominion ne’er shall cease.
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• [Luk 2:7] In The Bleak Midwinter

  In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone; Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow, In the bleak midwinter, long ago. Our God, Heaven cannot hold Him, nor earth sustain; Heaven and earth shall flee away when He comes to reign. In the bleak midwinter a stable place sufficed The Lord God Almighty, Jesus Christ. Enough for Him, whom cherubim, worship night and day, Breastful of milk, and a mangerful of hay; Enough for Him, whom angels fall before, The ox and ass and camel which adore. Angels and archangels may have gathered there, Cherubim and seraphim thronged the air; But His mother only, in her maiden bliss, Worshipped the beloved with a kiss. What can I give Him, poor as I am? If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb; If I were a Wise Man, I would do my part; Yet what I can I give Him: give my heart.

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• [Luk 2:7] Infant Holy, Infant Lowly

  Infant holy, Infant lowly, for His bed a cattle stall; Oxen lowing, little knowing, Christ the Babe is Lord of all. Swift are winging angels singing, noels ringing, tidings bringing: Christ the Babe is Lord of all. Flocks were sleeping, shepherds keeping vigil till the morning new Saw the glory, heard the story, tidings of a Gospel true. Thus rejoicing, free from sorrow, praises voicing, greet the morrow: Christ the Babe was born for you.

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• [Luk 2:7] Infant Lay Within A Shed, An

  An Infant lay within a shed, Where ox and ass were tied and fed; Hard by there stood a maiden mild; ’Twas Mary, mother to the child. Refrain My God, my Lord, Jesus, ’Twas He was cradled thus. With voices sweet in awe to Him There sung a choir of seraphim, “Praise, worship, glory,” loud they cry, “To God whose kingdom fills the sky.” The herds, when they thereof heard say, Anon with gladness went their way To Bethlem; when they found Him there, That noble Child, full fain they were. Refrain A bright star at the self-same tide Was by the three good kings espied: Afar from eastern land they fare; A goodly present each doth bear. Refrain Before yon Babe, of high degree, They kneel and pray on bended knee, Presenting gifts with reverence, Of gold, and myrrh, and frankincense. Refrain Then Herod King, in mood unmild, Assayed to slay the royal Child; Fell many a babe at his command, But Christ was safe in Egypt-land. Refrain When thirty years were fully past This Infant, He was crossed at last, Was dead, and buried tomb within, That man eternal life might win. Refrain But, on the third day, nothing else, He rose again, as Gospel tells: Ascended to His Father-land, There sitteth He at God’s right hand. Refrain

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• [Luk 2:7] Listen, Lordings, Unto Me

  Listen, Lordings, unto me, a tale I will you tell; Which, as on this night of glee, in David’s town befel. Joseph came from Nazareth, with Mary that sweet maid: Weary they were, nigh to death; and for a lodging prayed. Refrain Sing high, sing high, sing low, sing low. Sing high, sing low, sing to and fro, Go tell it out with speed, Cry out and shout all round about, That Christ is born indeed. In the inn they found no room; a scanty bed they made: Soon a Babe from Mary’s womb was in the manger laid. Forth He came as light through glass: He came to save us all. In the stable ox and ass before their Maker fall. Refrain Shepherds lay afield that night, to keep the silly sheep, Hosts of angels in their sight came down from Heav’n’s high steep. Tidings! Tidings! unto you: to you a Child is born, Purer than the drops of dew, and brighter than the morn. Refrain Onward then the angels sped, the shepherds onward went, God was in His manger bed, in worship low they bent. In the morning see ye mind, my masters one and all, At the altar Him to find, who lay within the stall. Refrain

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• [Luk 2:7] Manger-babe, The

  There’s a manger-Babe in a far off land, But it holds the world in its infant hand; Just a manger-Babe in its humble bed, But a matchless crown is upon its head. Refrain O manger-Babe, Thy lowly rest More royal is than princely bed; Best of earth’s diadems would be Only as dross on Thy kingly head. Just a manger-Babe, but it is the worth Of the Father’s love to the sons of earth; ’Tis a King that sleeps in the lowly stall, ’Tis the King of kings! ’tis the Lord of all. Refrain ’Tis the manger-Babe, ’tis the manger-King, Unto Him all hail! unto Him we sing; O the glad and joyful hosannas swell, For the manger-King is Immanuel! Refrain

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• [Luk 2:7] No Room In The Inn

  No beautiful chamber, no soft cradle bed, No place but a manger, nowhere for His head; No praises of gladness, no thought of their sin, No glory but sadness, no room in the inn. Refrain No room, no room, for Jesus, O give Him welcome free, Lest you should hear at Heaven’s gate, “There is no room for thee.” No sweet consecration, no seeking His part, No humiliation, no place in the heart; No thought of the Savior, no sorrow for sin, No prayer for His favor, no room in the inn. Refrain No one to receive Him, no welcome while here, No balm to relieve Him, no staff but a spear; No seeking His treasure, no weeping for sin, No doing His pleasure, no room in the inn. Refrain

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• [Luk 2:7] O Child Of Lowly Manger Birth

  O Child of lowly manger birth On whose low cry the ages wait, Lead us Thy way, and every day Guide us to see what made Thee great. O Jesus, youth of Nazareth, Preparing for the bitter strife, Wilt Thou impart to every heart Thy perfect purity of life? O Christ whose words make dear the fields And hillsides green of Galilee, Grant us to find, with reverent mind, The truth Thou saidst should make us free. O suffering Lord on Calvary, Whom love led on to mortal pain, We know Thy cross is not a loss If we Thy love shall truly gain. O Master of abundant life From natal morn to victory’s hour, We look to Thee, heed Thou our plea, Teach us to share Thy ageless power.

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• [Luk 2:7] O Jesus Christ, Thy Manger Is

  O Jesus Christ, Thy manger is My paradise at which my soul reclineth. For there, O Lord, doth lie the Word Made flesh for us; herein Thy grace forthshineth. He Whom the sea and wind obey Doth come to serve the sinner in great meekness. Thou, God’s own Son, with us art one, Dost join us and our children in our weakness. Thy light and grace our guilt efface, Thy heavenly riches all our loss retrieving. Immanuel, Thy birth doth quell The power of hell and Satan’s bold deceiving. Thou Christian heart, whoe’er thou art, Be of good cheer and let no sorrow move thee! For God’s own Child, in mercy mild, Joins thee to Him—how greatly God must love thee! Remember thou what glory now The Lord prepared thee for all earthly sadness. The angel host can never boast Of greater glory, greater bliss or gladness. The world may hold her wealth and gold; But thou, my heart, keep Christ as thy true Treasure. To Him hold fast until at last A crown be thine and honor in full measure.

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• [Luk 2:7] Ring Out The Bells For Christmas

  Ring out the bells for Christmas, The happy, happy day; In winter wild, the holy Child Within the cradle lay. O wonderful! the Savior Is in the manger lone; His palace is a stable, And Mary’s arms His throne. Refrain Ring out the bells for Christmas, The merry, merry Christmas, Ring out the bells for Christmas, The happy, happy day. On Beth’lem’s quiet hillside, In ages long gone by, In angel notes the glory floats, “Glory to God on high.” Yet wakes the sun as joyous As when the Lord was born, And still He comes to greet you On ev’ry Christmas morn. Refrain Where’er His sweet lambs gather, Within this gentle fold The Savior dear is waiting near, As in the days of old. In each young heart you see Him, In ev’ry guileless face, You see the holy Jesus, Who grew in truth and grace. Refrain In many a darksome cottage, In many a crowded street, In winter bleak, with shiv’ring cheek, The homeless child you meet. Gaze upon the pale, wan features, The feet with wand’ring sore. You see the souls He loveth, The Christ Child at the door. Refrain Then sing your gladsome carols, And hail the newborn Sun; For Christmas light is passing bright, It smiles on everyone; And feast Christ’s little children, His poor, his orphans call, For He Who chose the manger, He loveth one and all. Refrain

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• [Luk 2:7] Sleep! Holy Babe

  Sleep! Holy Babe! upon Thy mother’s breast; Great Lord of earth and sea and sky, How sweet it is to see Thee lie In such a place of rest, In such a place of rest. Sleep! Holy Babe! Thine angels watch around, All bending low with folded wings, Before th’incarnate King of kings, In reverent awe profound. In reverent awe profound. Sleep! Holy Babe! while I with Mary gaze In joy upon that face awhile, Upon the loving infant smile Which there divinely plays. Which there divinely plays. Sleep! Holy Babe! ah! take Thy brief repose; Too quickly will Thy slumbers break, And Thou to lengthened pains awake That death alone shall close, That death alone shall close.

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• [Luk 2:7] Sleep, Little Baby

  Sleep, little Baby, sleep, O sleep, Mother dear sang. Tenderly rest, Child, sleep in peace, Her soft voice rang. Sleep, heav’nly Child, tenderly sleep, Lord God art Thou. Heaven and earth in praises join, Praise to Thee now. Lowly in manger camest Thou, Us to redeem. Shepherds revered Thee, worshipped Thee, Holiest scene. Heavenly star shone on Thee bright, Radiant Lord. Peoples of earth are drawn to Thee, Hence evermore. Angels be silent, sleep, O Child, Peace may here reign. Bow before Him, ye nations all, In glad refrain. God sent His Son to set us free, Peace to accord. Let us then praise and honor Him, Jesus our Lord.

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• [Luk 2:7] Snow Lay On Ground, The

  The snow lay on the ground, The stars shone bright, When Christ our Lord was born On Christmas night. Venite adoremus Dominum; Venite adoremus Dominum. Refrain Venite adoremus Dominum; Venite adoremus Dominum; Venite adoremus Dominum; Venite adoremus Dominum; ’Twas Mary, daughter pure Of holy Anne, That brought into this world The God made man. She laid Him in a stall At Bethlehem; The ass and oxen shared The roof with them. Refrain Saint Joseph, too, was by To tend the Child; To guard him, and protect His mother mild; The angels hovered round, And sung this song, Venite adoremus Dominum. Refrain And thus that manger poor Became a throne; For He Whom Mary bore Was God the Son. O come, then, let us join The heav’nly host, To praise the Father, Son, And Holy Ghost. Refrain

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• [Luk 2:7] Tale Of The Olden Time, A

  I’ll tell you a tale of the olden time, While the yule log burns bright, and the church bells chime. Gloria in excelsis Deo. There sate a fair princess in joy on her throne, And there in her arms her Infant was shown: Gloria in excelsis, Gloria in excelsis Gloria in excelsis Deo. The beasts of the meadows bowed down their head All under the moonlight so softly shed. Gloria in excelsis Deo. They worshipped the King of Creation there In the arms of the mother so passing fair. Gloria in excelsis, Gloria in excelsis Gloria in excelsis Deo. O who are these masters of ancient mould? O these are the shepherds, the lords of the fold; Gloria in excelsis Deo. They have heard from the sky of the birth of their King, They have heard all the sky with the harmony ring. Gloria in excelsis, Gloria in excelsis Gloria in excelsis Deo. The kings of the east in number three, All worship the Monarch of high degree; Gloria in excelsis Deo. Their tribute they offer, their heads they bow, And clearer and clearer is echoing now, Gloria in excelsis, Gloria in excelsis Gloria in excelsis Deo. For all the zenith is blazing with light, And musical voices enrapture the night: Gloria in excelsis Deo. O this is the carol of peace and goodwill From the voices celestial, the zenith that fill; Gloria in excelsis, Gloria in excelsis Gloria in excelsis Deo.

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• [Luk 2:7] There Came A Little Child To Earth

  There came a little Child to earth Long ago; And the angels of God proclaimed His birth, High and low. Out on the night, so calm and still, Their song was heard; For they knew that the Child on Bethlehem’s hill Was Christ the Lord. Far away in the goodly land Fair and bright; Children with crowns of glory stand, Robed in white. They sing, the Lord of Heaven so fair, A Child was born; And that they might His crown of glory share, Wore crown of thorn. In mortal weakness, want and pain, He came to die, That the children of earth might in glory reign With Him on high. And evermore in robes so fair And undefiled, Those ransomed children His praise declare, Who was a Child.

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• [Luk 2:7] There’s A Song In The Air

  There’s a song in the air! There’s a star in the sky! There’s a mother’s deep prayer and a baby’s low cry! And the star rains its fire while the beautiful sing, For the manger of Bethlehem cradles a King! There’s a tumult of joy o’er the wonderful birth, For the virgin’s sweet Boy is the Lord of the earth. Ay! the star rains its fire while the beautiful sing, For the manger of Bethlehem cradles a King! In the light of that star lie the ages impearled; And that song from afar has swept over the world. Every hearth is aflame, and the beautiful sing In the homes of the nations that Jesus is King! We rejoice in the light, and we echo the song That comes down through the night from the heavenly throng. Ay! we shout to the lovely evangel they bring, And we greet in His cradle our Savior and King!

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• [Luk 2:7] This Endris Night

  This endris night1 I saw a sight A star as bright as day; And ever among a maiden sung, “Lullay, by by, lullay.” This lovely lady sat and sung, And to her Child did say: “My Son, my Brother, Father, dear, Why liest Thou thus in hay?” “My sweetest bird, thus ’tis required, Though Thou be King veray2; But nevertheless I will not cease To sing, By by, lullay.” The Child then spake in His talking, And to his mother said: “Yea, I am known as Heaven-King, In crib though I be laid. “For angels bright down to Me light3: Thou knowest ’tis no nay4: And for that sight thou may’st delight To sing, By by, lullay.” “Now, sweet Son, since Thou art a king, Why art Thou laid in stall? Why dost not order thy bedding In some great kingès hall? “Methinks5 ’tis right that king or knight Should lie in good array: And then among, it were no wrong To sing, By by, lullay.” “Mary mother, I am thy Child, Though I be laid in stall; For lords and dukes shall worship Me, And so shall kingès all. “Ye shall well see that kingès three Shall come on this twelfth day. For this behest give Me thy breast And sing, By by, lullay.” “Now tell, sweet Son, I Thee do pray, Thou art my Love and Dear— How should I keep Thee to Thy pay6, And make Thee glad of cheer? “For all Thy will I would fulfill— Thou knowest well, in fay7; And for all this I will Thee kiss, And sing, By by, lullay.” “My dear mother, when time it be, Take thou Me up on loft, And set Me then upon thy knee, And handle me full soft. “And in thy arm thou hold Me warm, And keep Me night and day, And if I weep, and may not sleep, Thou sing, By by, lullay.” “Now sweet Son, since it is come so, That all is at Thy will, I pray Thee grant to me a boon8, If it be right and skill9,— “That child or man, who will or can Be merry on my day, To bliss Thou bring—and I shall sing, Lullay, by by, lullay.”

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• [Luk 2:7] To Thee My Heart I Offer

  To Thee my heart I offer, O Christ-child sweet and dear, Upon Thy love relying; Oh, be Thou ever near! Take Thou my heart and give me Thine And let it be forever mine, O Jesus, holy, undefiled, My Savior meek and mild. My heart within is glowing, O Christ-child sweet and dear; I love Thee, Lord and Savior, Oh, be Thou ever near! I see Thee in a manger laid, Near cattle resting unafraid; I see Thy deep humility And lowly bow to Thee. What brought Thee to the manger, O Christ-child sweet and dear? Thy love for me, a stranger— Oh, be Thou ever near! O Lord, how great is this Thy love That reaches down from Heav’n above, Thy love for us, by sin defiled, That made Thee, God, a child! With all my heart and being, O Christ-child sweet and dear, I love Thee, and Thee only; Oh, be Thou ever near! My heart I in Thy manger lay; Let it remain there and for aye Draw it to Thee that it may be Secure eternally. Let me be Thine forever, O Christ-child sweet and dear; Uphold me with Thy mercy, And be Thou ever near. From Thee I gladly all receive, And what is mine to Thee I give, My heart, my soul, and all I own. Let these be Thine alone.

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• [Luk 2:7] ’twas In The Winter Cold

  ’Twas in the winter cold, when earth Was desolate and wild, That angels welcomed at His birth The everlasting Child. From realms of ever bright’ning day, And from His throne above He came with humankind to stay, All lowliness and love. Then in the manger the poor beast Was present with his Lord; Then swains and pilgrims from the East Saw, wondered, and adored. And I this morn would come with them This blessèd sight to see, And to the Babe of Bethlehem Bend low the reverent knee. But I have not, it makes me sigh, One offering in my power; ’Tis winter all with me, and I Have neither fruit nor flower. O God, O Brother, let me me give My worthless self to Thee; And that the years which I may live May pure and spotless be. Grant me Thyself, O Savior kind, The Spirit undefiled, That I may be in heart and mind As gentle as a child; That I may tread life’s arduous ways As Thou Thyself hast trod, And in the might of prayer and praise Keep ever close to God. Light of the everlasting morn, Deep through my spirit shine; There let Thy presence newly born Make all my being Thine: There try me as the silver, try, And cleanse my soul with care, Till Thou art able to descry Thy faultless image there.

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• [Luk 2:7] Virgin Pure, Both Meek And Mild, A

  A virgin pure, both meek and mild In Bethlehem brought forth her Child, In Bethlehem brought forth her Child; Our nature first on Him to take, And then, as Christ, our peace to make, Our nature first on Him to take, And then, as Christ, our peace to make. Consider what the spotless Lamb Did undergo for sinful man, Did undergo for sinful man, Nailed to the cross to pain and die, While wicked spies stood gazing by! Nailed to the cross to pain and die, While wicked spies stood gazing by! Who can express the joy and love That God sent down from Heaven above That God sent down from Heaven above From Satan’s power redeeming all, When we were lost by Adam’s fall? From Satan’s power redeeming all, When we were lost by Adam’s fall? Then let us praise the God of Heaven, Who unto us His Son hath giv’n, Who unto us His Son hath giv’n, Hath sent Him down with us to dwell Our Jesus our Emmanuel, Hath sent Him down with us to dwell Our Jesus our Emmanuel.

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• [Luk 2:7] Virgin Stills The Crying, The

  The virgin stills the crying Of Jesus, sleepless lying; And singing for His pleasure, Thus calls upon her Treasure, Refrain “My Darling, do not weep, My Jesu, sleep!” O Lamb, my love inviting, O Star, my soul delighting, O Flower of mine own bearing, O Jewel past comparing! Refrain My Child, of Might indwelling, My Sweet, all sweets excelling, Of bliss the Fountain flowing, The Dayspring ever glowing, Refrain My Joy, my Exultation, My spirit’s Consolation; My Son, my Spouse, my Brother, O listen to Thy mother! Refrain Say, would’st Thou heav’nly sweetness, Or love of answering meetness? Or is fit music wanting? Ho! Angels, raise your chanting! Refrain

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• [Luk 2:7] When Christmas Morn Is Dawning

  When Christmas morn is dawning In faith I would repair Unto the lowly manger; My Savior lieth there, Unto the lowly manger; My Savior lieth there. How kind, O loving Savior, To come from Heav’n above; From sin and evil save us, And keep us in Thy love, From sin and evil save us, And keep us in Thy love. We need Thee, blessèd Jesus, Our dearest friend Thou art; Forbid that we by sinning Should grieve Thy loving heart, Forbid that we by sinning Should grieve Thy loving heart,

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• [Luk 2:7] When Joseph Went With Mary

  When Joseph went with Mary To David’s royal town, With travelling were they weary, Yet lodging not they found; They searched the city over, At every inn did call; “No room,” they heard, and time again, So stayed in oxen’s stall. No palace fit for royal birth, No purple robes disclose; The King of Glory, come from Heav’n, A lowly manger chose; Our Savior and Redeemer, In swaddling clothes entwined, The Babe whose life would be the price To rescue lost mankind. While shepherds flocks were watching, And sleeping in the field, Announcement of Immanuel’s birth Was suddenly revealed; A sun-bright shining angel, Said, “Fear not, I am here To bring glad tidings of great joy,” But shepherds shook with fear. “Shake off your fears and listen— Lo, you have cause to sing! Here in the town of David Tonight is born a King; For God so loved the world that He sent His only Son; Who places faith in Him alone Eternal life has won.” While shepherds wondered at the news Then glorious hosts appear, Proclaiming, “Glory, peace on earth, The Savior now is near; No longer be a stranger, He waits for you this night; Go see the Prince in manger straw In royal stable bright.” They hastened unto Bethlehem, With eagerness did go, They found the Child in swaddling clothes, Amazed that it was so; Like them, do not reject Him, Nor spurn that gracious call, From One who came to earth for us, The price to pay for all.

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• [Luk 2:8] Child And The Shepherd, The

  O tell me, gentle shepherd, Gentle shepherd, gentle shepherd, O tell me what the angels sang In the early Christmas morn. O tell me what the angels sang In the early Christmas morn. O listen, happy children, Happy children, happy children, While I tell you what the angels sang In the early Christmas morn. “Fear ye not, I bring good tidings, For today the Lord is born!” O tell me, gentle shepherd, Gentle shepherd, gentle shepherd, What the great bright host of angels sang, All out in the fields so still. What the great bright host of angels sang, All out in the fields so still. I will tell you, Christian children, Christian children, Christian children, What the great bright host of angels sang, All out in the fields so still: “Glory in the highest, glory! Peace on earth, to all goodwill!” Let us keep, then, happy Christmas, Happy Christmas, happy Christmas, Children, shepherds, folks, and angels All the blest song repeating still: “Glory in the highest, glory! Peace on earth, to all goodwill!”

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• [Luk 2:8] Christians, Awake, Salute The Happy Morn

  Christians, awake, salute the happy morn Whereon the Savior of the world was born. Rise to adore the mystery of love Which hosts of angels chanted from above, With them the joyful tidings first begun Of God incarnate and the virgin’s Son. Then to the watchful shepherds it was told, Who heard th’angelic herald’s voice, “Behold, I bring good tidings of a Savior’s birth To you and all the nations of the earth; This day hath God fulfilled His promised Word; This day is born a Savior, Christ the Lord.” He spoke; and straightaway the celestial choir In hymns of joy, unknown before, conspire; The praises of redeeming love they sang, And Heav’n’s whole orb with alleluias rang. God’s highest glory was their anthem still, Peace on the earth and unto men good will. To Bethl’hem straight th’enlightened shepherds ran To see the wonder God had wrought for man And found, with Joseph and the blessèd maid, Her Son, the Savior, in a manger laid; Then to their flocks, still praising God, return, And their glad hearts with holy rapture burn. Like Mary let us ponder in our mind God’s wondrous love in saving lost mankind! Trace we the Babe, who hath retrieved our loss, From His poor manger to His bitter cross, Tread in His steps, assisted by His grace, Till man’s first heav’nly state again takes place. Then may we hope, th’angelic hosts among, To sing, redeemed, a glad triumphal song. He that was born upon this joyful day Around us all His glory shall display. Saved by His love, incessantly we sing Eternal praise to Heav’n’s almighty King.

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• [Luk 2:8] Dawning Fair, Morning Wonderful

  Dawning fair, morning wonderful, When the infant Christ was born; Tidings brought by humble shepherds, Child belovèd, Child adored, Child belovèd, Child adored.
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• [Luk 2:8] First Noel, The

  The first Noel the angel did say Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay; In fields where they lay tending their sheep, On a cold winter’s night that was so deep. Refrain Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel, Born is the King of Israel. They lookèd up and saw a star Shining in the east, beyond them far; And to the earth it gave great light, And so it continued both day and night. Refrain And by the light of that same star Three Wise Men came from country far; To seek for a King was their intent, And to follow the star wherever it went. Refrain This star drew nigh to the northwest, Over Bethlehem it took its rest; And there it did both stop and stay, Right over the place where Jesus lay. Refrain Then did they know assuredly Within that house the King did lie; One entered it them for to see, And found the Babe in poverty. Refrain Then entered in those Wise Men three, Full reverently upon the knee, And offered there, in His presence, Their gold and myrrh and frankincense. Refrain Between an ox stall and an ass, This Child truly there He was; For want of clothing they did Him lay All in a manger, among the hay. Refrain Then let us all with one accord Sing praises to our heavenly Lord; That hath made Heaven and earth of naught, And with His blood mankind hath bought. Refrain If we in our time shall do well, We shall be free from death and hell; For God hath prepared for us all A resting place in general. Refrain

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• [Luk 2:8] Flocks Were Wrapped In Slumber, The

  The flocks were wrapped in slumber all along the dewy ground, The shepherds lay in silence keeping watch on all around. They little thought such sight to see before their watch should cease, Now glory be to God on high, and on the earth be peace. The angel of the Lord came down in floods of dazzling light, Above the brightness of the sun when he goes forth in might; His voice, it was so wondrous sweet, it made their hearts to thrill, Now glory be to God on high, and unto men goodwill. “Fear not,” he said, “I bring glad news; in David’s town this morn, To you and all the world a Savior, Christ the Lord, is born; This day is born the Savior Christ, to save us from all ill; Now glory be to God on high, and unto men goodwill.” Then opened Heaven’s chancel, while the shepherds gazed in fear, Out trooped the choir of angels; oh, the blessedness to hear! And loud they sang as though the heavens were not enough to fill; Now glory be to God on high, and unto men goodwill. Oh, praise the Lord of hosts who sent His singers sweet that night, From the holy place of Heaven, from the choir that needs no light; Let love this holy season keep; let strife and turmoil cease, And glory be to God on high, and on the earth be peace.

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• [Luk 2:8] Go, Tell It On The Mountain

  Refrain Go, tell it on the mountain, Over the hills and everywhere Go, tell it on the mountain, That Jesus Christ is born. While shepherds kept their watching Over silent flocks by night Behold throughout the heavens There shone a holy light. Refrain The shepherds feared and trembled, When lo! above the earth, Rang out the angels chorus That hailed the Savior’s birth. Refrain Down in a lowly manger The humble Christ was born And God sent us salvation That blessèd Christmas morn. Refrain

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• [Luk 2:8] In The Field With Their Flocks Abiding

  In the field with their flocks abiding, They lay on the dewy ground; And glimmering under the starlight, The sheep lay white around; When the light of the Lord streamed o’er them, And lo! from heaven above, An angel leaned from the glory, And sang his song of love. He sang, that first sweet Christmas, The song that shall never cease. Refrain “Glory to God in the highest, On earth good will and peace.” “To you in the city of David A Savior is born today!” And sudden a host of the heavenly ones Flashed forth to join the lay. O never hath sweeter message Thrilled home to the souls of men And the heavens themselves had never heard A gladder choir till then. For they sang that Christmas carol That never on earth shall cease. Refrain And the shepherds came to the manger, And gazed on the Holy Child; And calmly o’er that rude cradle The virgin mother smiled; And the sky in the starlit silence, Seemed full of the angel lay: “To you in the City of David A Savior is born today!” O they sang, and we pray that never The carol on earth shall cease. Refrain

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• [Luk 2:8] In The Silence Of The Night

  In the silence of that night so bright, Came the song of angels from the height; Come, O shepherds, rise and follow To the stall where Jesus lies And greet you there your Lord.
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• [Luk 2:8] It Came Upon The Midnight Clear

  It came upon the midnight clear, That glorious song of old, From angels bending near the earth, To touch their harps of gold; “Peace on the earth, good will to men, From Heaven’s all gracious King.” The world in solemn stillness lay, To hear the angels sing. Still 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 hovering wing, And ever over its Babel sounds The blessèd angels sing. Yet with the woes of sin and strife The world has suffered long; Beneath the angel strain have rolled Two thousand years of wrong; And man, at war with man, hears not The love-song which they bring; O hush the noise, ye men of strife And hear the angels sing. And 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! For 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 splendors fling, And the whole world send back the song Which now the angels sing.

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• [Luk 2:8] Long Ago

  Night had fallen darkly Over Judea’s hill; Shepherds watched in silence, All the flocks were still; Light dispelled the darkness, Light, then day more fair, Lo! a mighty angel, Stood in glory there. Refrain Long ago, long ago, Came that angel bright, “Fear ye not! Fear ye not!” Rang across the night. Long ago, long ago, Over a bed of hay, Angels fair, in the air, Watched where Jesus lay. Shepherds of Judea, Watching flocks by night; Patient, gentle watchers Trembled at the light, Trembled when the glory O’er the hillside spread, Trembled till the angel “Fear not,” sweetly said. Refrain Hosts of shining angels Joined the herald bright; Legions from the glory, Came that wondrous night— Came with alleluias, For a Savior born; Came to tell the weary Of redemption’s morn. Refrain

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• [Luk 2:8] Long Years Ago O’er Bethlehem’s Hills

  Long years ago o’er Bethlehem’s hills Was seen a wondrous thing; As shepherds watched the sleeping flocks They heard the angels sing. The anthem rolled among the clouds When earth was hushed and still; Its notes proclaimed sweet peace on earth, To all mankind good will. Refrain “Glory to God in the highest,” The angels’ song resounds, “Glory to God in the highest!” That song is sung by rich and poor, Where’er the Christ is known; ’Tis sung in words, and sung in deeds, Which bind all hearts in one. Angels are still the choristers, But we the shepherds are, To bear the message which they bring, To those both near and far: Refrain

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• [Luk 2:8] Lowly Shepherds Of Judea

  Lowly shepherds of Judea, On a winter’s night, Heard a sound of angel voices, Saw a wondrous light. Refrain O, merry, merry, merry, Koo-ree-soo-mah-soo! Let us all be very merry, Koo-ree-soo-mah-soo! Eastern wise men seeking Jesus, Traveling from afar, Just like us were filled with gladness, When they saw His star. Refrain Friends today are keeping Christmas, In America, Brothers, sisters, singing with us, Down in Africa. Refrain Transliteration of the Japanese: Yoodahyah no hetsoo jee woe, Kohoh hetoe moh, Nohdohkahnee eewahee nok, Kohe woe ta te. Nan daka oohrashee Kooreesoomahsoo, Wahrarah moureshee, Kooreesoomahsoo.

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• [Luk 2:8] O Holy Night

  O holy night, the stars are brightly shining; It is the night of the dear Savior’s birth! Long lay the world in sin and error pining, Till He appeared and the soul felt its worth. A thrill of hope, the weary soul rejoices, For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn. Fall on your knees, O hear the angel voices! O night divine, O night when Christ was born! O night, O holy night, O night divine! Led by the light of faith serenely beaming, With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand. So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming, Here came the wise men from Orient land. The King of kings lay thus in lowly manger, In all our trials born to be our Friend! He knows our need—to our weakness is no stranger. Behold your King; before Him lowly bend! Behold your King; before Him lowly bend! Truly He taught us to love one another; His law is love and His Gospel is peace. Chains shall He break for the slave is our brother And in His Name all oppression shall cease. Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we, Let all within us praise His holy Name! Christ is the Lord! O praise His name forever! His pow’r and glory evermore proclaim! His pow’r and glory evermore proclaim!

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• [Luk 2:8] O Sing A Song Of Bethlehem

  O sing a song of Bethlehem, of shepherds watching there, And of the news that came to them from angels in the air. The light that shone on Bethlehem fills all the world today; Of Jesus’ birth and peace on earth the angels sing alway. O sing a song of Nazareth, of sunny days of joy; O sing of fragrant flowers’ breath, and of the sinless Boy. For now the flowers of Nazareth in every heart may grow; Now spreads the fame of His dear Name on all the winds that blow. O sing a song of Galilee, of lake and woods and hill, Of Him Who walked upon the sea and bade the waves be still. For though like waves on Galilee, dark seas of trouble roll, When faith has heard the Master’s Word, falls peace upon the soul. O sing a song of Calvary, its glory and dismay, Of Him Who hung upon the tree, and took our sins away. For He Who died on Calvary is risen from the grave, And Christ, our Lord, by Heaven adored, is mighty now to save.

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• [Luk 2:8] Over Bethl’em’s Hillside

  Over Bethl’em’s hillside beamed a glorious star, With its radiant beauty all so fair Led the wondrous wise men to the manger bed, Where the King of kings was cradled there. Refrain Waiting shepherds with their flocks at midnight Saw the radiance flooding o’er the earth, Heard the heav’nly hosts in chorus singing Blessèd news of Christ the Savior’s birth. Earth responded to that heav’nly message, Peace on earth, goodwill, goodwill to men; In exultant strain the chorus ended; O that earth might hear that song again! On that night the angel bands with loud acclaim Brought the earth the words of joy and peace, Telling of the Savior who to earth came down And His love that never more shall cease. Refrain Blessèd happy tidings to the world proclaim: Christ the King eternal comes today; Comes to earth so lowly as a little Child, In our hearts in peace and love to stay. Refrain “Peace on earth, goodwill to men” the angels sang On that Christmas night so long ago, When the holy Babe was born in Bethlehem That the world God’s matchless love might know. Refrain

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• [Luk 2:8] Rise Up, Shepherd, And Follow

  There’s a star in the East on Christmas morn, Rise up, shepherd, and follow. It will lead to the place where the Christ was born, Rise up, shepherd, and follow. Refrain Follow, follow, rise up, shepherd, and follow. Follow the Star of Bethlehem, Rise up, shepherd, and follow. If you take good heed to the angel’s words, Rise up, shepherd, and follow. You’ll forget your flocks, you’ll forget your herds, Rise up, shepherd, and follow. Refrain

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• [Luk 2:8] See Amid The Winter’s Snow

  See amid the winter’s snow, Born for us on earth below, See, the gentle Lamb appears, Promised from eternal years. Refrain Hail that ever blessèd morn, Hail redemption’s happy dawn, Sing through all Jerusalem: Christ is born in Bethlehem. Lo, within a manger lies He Who built the starry skies; He Who, thronèd in height sublime, Sits amid the cherubim. Refrain Say, you holy shepherds, say, Tell your joyful news today. Why have you now left your sheep On the lonely mountain steep? Refrain “As we watched at dead of night, Lo, we saw a wondrous light; Angels singing ‘Peace on earth’ Told us of the Savior’s birth.” Refrain Sacred Infant, all divine, What a tender love was Thine, Thus to come from highest bliss Down to such a world as this. Refrain Teach, O teach us, holy Child, By Thy face so meek and mild, Teach us to resemble Thee, In Thy sweet humility. Refrain

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• [Luk 2:8] Shepherds Of Bethlehem, The

  At Bethlehem, in wintry cold, The faithful shepherds guard their fold: The crowded town is sunk in sleep, While midnight vigil still they keep. And rocks and hills are ringing, While they, to shield their sheep from harm, And keep themselves awake and warm, Are cheerily, loudly singing, Refrain “Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, Praise the Lord!” Their fleecy flocks are gathered round, All lying on the frosty ground, And new-born lambkins may be seen, Close nestling, here and there, between. Their shepherds thus surrounding, With tuneful heart and wakeful ear, Their livelong night they love to hear, The rocks and hills resounding, Refrain When lo! an angel, from on high, Came sailing down the starry sky; A glory all around him shined, And left a track of light behind. His way thus swiftly winging, From far he smiles with radiant joy, That shepherds thus their voice employ, All night in sweetly singing— Refrain “Fear not,” said he—for at the sight The simple shepherds start with fright— “Fear not, for unto you this morn In David’s town a Babe is born: Tis Christ, your Lord and Savior, Whose reign, when He is crownèd King, Shall make both men and angels sing, For ever and for ever— Refrain While yet he spake, in robes of flame A flying cloud of angels came; Upon the midnight air loud rang Their golden harps, while thus they sang: “To God on high be glory: And peace on earth, good will to men!” Angels and shepherds joining then, Thus hail the wondrous story, Refrain Their leader then those hosts obey, Unfold their wings and soar away Yet loud their golden strings they ply All singing, harping, as they fly; Chorus to chorus calling. Till past the stars they disappear, That song the listening shepherds hear, Still faint and fainter falling, Refrain Then straight they go to Bethlehem, Their flocks all following after them; They find the Babe in manger laid, With Joseph and the mother-maid; Before Him lowly kneeling, They tell their tale: the infant King Smiles sweetly on them while they sing, With joy that cavern thrilling, Refrain Returning, they the tale repeat Through all the long day-dawning street; From door and window crowds look out, To hear their strange, yet joyous shout. Their sheep still follow, bleating; And all that hear the shepherds’ song, With burning heart and tingling tongue, Send on the angelic greeting— Refrain And every Christmas-tide, that song More numerous sounds, and yet more strong; From age to age, from pole to pole, It rolls along, and yet shall roll: Till, crowned with splendor glorious, That Babe shall come again, a King, And saints and angels all shall sing, In endless, boundless chorus— Refrain

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• [Luk 2:8] Shepherds! Shake Off Your Drowsy Sleep

  Shepherds! Shake off your drowsy sleep, Rise and leave your silly sheep; Angels from Heav’n around loud singing, Tidings of great joy are bringing, Refrain Shepherds! The chorus come and swell! Sing Nowell, O sing Nowell! Hark! Even now the bells ring ’round; Listen to their merry sound! Hark! How the birds new songs are making, As if winter’s chains were breaking, Refrain Cometh at length the age of peace, Strife and sorrow now shall cease; Prophets foretold the wondrous story Of this Heaven-born Prince of glory, Refrain Shepherds! Then up and quick away! Seek the Babe ere break of day; He is the hope of every nation, All in Him shall find salvation, Refrain

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• [Luk 2:8] Silent Night

  Silent night, holy night, All is calm, all is bright Round yon virgin mother and Child. Holy Infant, so tender and mild, Sleep in heavenly peace, Sleep in heavenly peace. Silent night, holy night, Shepherds quake at the sight; Glories stream from heaven afar, Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia! Christ the Savior is born, Christ the Savior is born! Silent night, holy night, Son of God, love’s pure light; Radiant beams from Thy holy face With the dawn of redeeming grace, Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth, Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth. Silent night, holy night Wondrous star, lend thy light; With the angels let us sing, Alleluia to our King; Christ the Savior is born, Christ the Savior is born! Holy night, peaceful night! Through the darkness beams a light There, where they sweet vigils keep O’er the Babe in silent sleep; Resting in heavenly peace, Resting in heavenly peace. Silent night, holiest night! Darkness flies and all is light! Shepherds hear the angels sing; “Hallelujah! hail the King! Jesus, the Savior is here, Jesus, the Savior is here.” Holiest night, peaceful night! Child of heaven, O how bright Thou didst smile when Thou was born; Blessèd was that happy morn, Full of heavenly joy, Full of heavenly joy. Holy night! Peaceful Night! All is dark, save the light Yonder where they sweet vigil keep O’er the Babe who in silent sleep Rests in heavenly peace, Rests in heavenly peace. Holy Night! Peaceful Night! Only for shepherds’ sight Came blest visions of angel throngs, With their loud alleluia songs, Saying, Christ is come, Saying, Christ is come.

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• [Luk 2:8] Story That Never Grows Old, The

  O tell me the story that never grows old, The story of One Whom the prophets foretold; The Horn of salvation, the Scepter and Star, The Light in the darkness they saw from afar. Refrain It never grows old, it never grows old, The story of Jesus will never grow old! O tell me the story that never grows old, The story the angel at Bethlehem told; The Babe in the manger, of lowliest birth, The highest archangel excelling in worth. Refrain O tell me the story that never grows old, The story the Gospels repeat manifold; The love and compassion in Jesus we trace, The power and patience, the glory and grace. Refrain O tell me the story that never grows old, The story the ages to come will unfold; The kindness of God in redeeming the lost, The death of our Savior in paying the cost. Refrain

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• [Luk 2:8] To Thee, O God, The Shepherd Kings

  To Thee, O God, the shepherd kings Their earliest homage paid, And wafted upon angel wings Their worship was conveyed. And they who “watched their flocks by night” Were first to learn Thy grace, Were first to seek by dawning light, Their Savior’s dwelling place. The hills and vales, the woods and streams, The fruits and flowers, are Thine; Where’er the sun can send its beams Or the mild moon can shine. By Thee, the spring puts forth its leaves, By Thee, comes down the rain, By Thee, the yellow harvest sheaves Stand ripening on the plain. When winter comes in storm and wrath, Thy soothing voice is heard; As round the farmer’s peaceful hearth Is read Thy holy Word. Thus are we fostered by Thy care, Supported by Thy hand; Our heritage is rich and fair, And this Thy chosen land.

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• [Luk 2:8] While Shepherds Watched Their Flocks

  While shepherds watched their flocks by night, All seated on the ground, The angel of the Lord came down, And glory shone around, And glory shone around. “Fear not!” said he, for mighty dread Had seized their troubled mind. “Glad tidings of great joy I bring To you and all mankind To you and all mankind. “To you, in David’s town, this day Is born of David’s line A Savior, who is Christ the Lord, And this shall be the sign, And this shall be the sign. “The heavenly Babe you there shall find To human view displayed, All meanly wrapped in swathing bands, And in a manger laid, And in a manger laid.” Thus spake the seraph and forthwith Appeared a shining throng Of angels praising God on high, Who thus addressed their song, Who thus addressed their song: “All glory be to God on high, And to the Earth be peace; Good will henceforth from Heaven to men Begin and never cease, Begin and never cease!”

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• [Luk 2:8] While Their Flocks The Shepherds Tended

  While their flocks the shepherds tended, Heavenly hosts to earth descended, Singing, with all voices blended, “Fear not, Christ is born today.” Eastern seers rich gifts had wrought Him, Gold, frankincense, myrrh they brought Him; Guided by a star they sought Him, Prince of Life and Victory. On that Child with Mary gazing, Join ye Christians all in raising Songs to Him whom Heaven is praising, God incarnate come to men. From this day’s first dawn to even, Praise to Christ our King be given By all earth, and all in Heaven, In our sweetest, loftiest praise.

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• [Luk 2:8] Wonderful Night!

  Wonderful night!Wonderful night! Angels and shining immortals, Thronging thine ebony portals, Fling out their banners of light, Wonderful, wonderful night! Wonderful night!Wonderful night! Dreamed of by prophets and sages! Manhood redeemed for all ages, Welcomes thy hallowing might, Wonderful, wonderful night! Wonderful night!Wonderful night! Down o’er the stars to restore us, Leading His flame-wingèd chorus, Comes the Eternal to sight— Wonderful, wonderful night! Wonderful night!Wonderful night! Thee did the daystar adorning, Christen with dew of the morning; Eve of a day ever bright— Wonderful, wonderful night! Wonderful night!Wonderful night! Sweet be thy rest to the weary, Making the dull heart and dreary Laugh in a dream of delight; Wonderful, wonderful night! Wonderful night!Wonderful night! Let me, as long as life lingers, Sing with the cherubim singers, “Glory to God in the height!” Wonderful, wonderful night!

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• [Tit 3:3] Lord, We Confess Our Numerous Faults

  Lord, we confess our numerous faults, How great our guilt has been! Foolish and vain were all our thoughts, And all our lives were sin. But, O my soul! for ever praise, For ever love His Name, Who turns thy feet from dangerous ways Of folly, sin and shame. ’Tis not by works of righteousness Which our own hands have done; But we are saved by sovereign grace Abounding through His Son. ’Tis from the mercy of our God That all our hopes begin; ’Tis by the water and the blood Our souls are washed from sin. ’Tis through the purchase of His death Who hung upon the tree, The Spirit is sent down to breathe On such dry bones as we. Raised from the dead we live anew; And, justified by grace, We shall appear in glory too, And see our Father’s face.

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• [Tit 3:4] Father’s Sole Begotten Son, The

  The Father’s sole begotten Son Was born, the virgin’s Child, on earth; His cross for us adoption won, The life and grace of second birth. Forth from the height of Heav’n He came, In form of man with man abode; Redeemed His world from death and shame, The joys of endless life bestowed. Redeemer, come with power benign, Dwell in the souls that look for Thee; O let Thy light within us shine That we may Thy salvation see. Abide with us, O Lord, we pray, Dispel the gloom of doubt and woe; Wash every stain of guilt away, Thy tender healing grace bestow. Lord, Thou hast come, and well we know That Thou wilt likewise come again; Thy kingdom shield from every foe, Thy honor and Thy rule maintain. Eternal glory, Lord, to Thee, Whom, now revealed, our hearts adore; To God the Father glory be, And Holy Spirit evermore.

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• [Tit 3:4] Growing Dearer Each Day

  How sweet is the love of my Savior! ’Tis boundless and deep as the sea; And best of it all, it is daily Growing sweeter and sweeter to me. Refrain Sweeter and sweeter to me, Dearer and dearer each day; Oh, wonderful love of my Savior, Growing dearer each step of my way! I know He is ever beside me! Eternity only will prove The height and the depth of His mercy, And the breadth of His infinite love. Refrain Wherever He leads I will follow, Thru sorrow, or shadow or sun; And though I be tried in the furnace, I can say, “Lord, Thy will be it done.” Refrain Some day face to face I shall see Him, And oh, what a joy it will be To know that His love, now so precious, Will forever grow sweeter to me! Refrain

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• [Tit 3:4] In Lovingkindness Jesus Came

  In lovingkindness Jesus came My soul in mercy to reclaim, And from the depths of sin and shame Through grace He lifted me. Refrain From sinking sand He lifted me, With tender hand He lifted me, From shades of night to plains of light, O praise His Name, He lifted me! He called me long before I heard, Before my sinful heart was stirred, But when I took Him at His word, Forgiv’n, He lifted me. Refrain His brow was pierced with many a thorn, His hands by cruel nails were torn, When from my guilt and grief, forlorn, In love He lifted me. Refrain Now on a higher plane I dwell, And with my soul I know ’tis well; Yet how or why I cannot tell He should have lifted me. Refrain

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• [Tit 3:5] Depth Of Mercy

  Depth of mercy! Can there be Mercy still reserved for me? Can my God His wrath forbear, Me, the chief of sinners, spare? I have long withstood His grace, Long provoked Him to His face, Would not hearken to His calls, Grieved Him by a thousand falls. I my Master have denied, I afresh have crucified, And profaned His hallowed Name, Put Him to an open shame. I have spilt His precious blood, Trampled on the Son of God, Filled with pangs unspeakable, I, who yet am not in hell! Lo! I still walk on the ground: Lo! an Advocate is found: “Hasten not to cut him down, Let this barren soul alone.” Jesus speaks, and pleads His blood! He disarms the wrath of God; Now my Father’s mercies move, Justice lingers into love. Kindled His relentings are, Me He now delights to spare, Cries, “How shall I give thee up?” Lets the lifted thunder drop. Whence to me this waste of love? Ask my Advocate above! See the cause in Jesus’ face, Now before the throne of grace. There for me the Savior stands, Shows His wounds and spreads His hands. God is love! I know, I feel; Jesus weeps and loves me still. Jesus, answer from above, Is not all Thy nature love? Wilt Thou not the wrong forget, Permit me to kiss Thy feet? If I rightly read Thy heart, If Thou all compassion art, Bow Thine ear, in mercy bow, Pardon and accept me now. Pity from Thine eye let fall, By a look my soul recall; Now the stone to flesh convert, Cast a look, and break my heart. Now incline me to repent, Let me now my sins lament, Now my foul revolt deplore, Weep, believe, and sin no more.

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• [Tit 3:5] Lord, In This Thy Mercy’s Day

  Lord, in this Thy mercy’s day, Ere for us it pass away, On our knees we fall and pray. Holy Jesus, grant us tears, Fill us with heart searching fears, Ere the hour of doom appears. Lord, on us Thy Spirit pour, Kneeling lowly at Thy door, Ere it close forevermore. By Thy night of agony, By Thy supplicating cry, By Thy willingness to die, By Thy tears of bitter woe, For Jerusalem below, Let us not Thy peace forego. Judge and Savior of our race, Grant us, when we see Thy face, With Thy ransomed ones a place. Grant us ’neath Thy wings a place, Lest we lose this day of grace, Ere we shall behold Thy face. On Thy love we rest alone, And that love shall then be known, By the pardoned, round Thy throne.

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• [Tit 3:5] My Only Plea

  O theme with love and mercy fraught, Salvation full and free, That Christ upon the cross has wrought For me, for me: Refrain This shall be my only plea, This shall be my only plea, That Christ was crucified for me, For me, for me. When dreadful sin my soul assails, And death shall compass me, That Christ o’er sin and death prevails For me, for me: Refrain And when before the throne I stand, And judgment set shall be, That Christ fulfilled the law’s command For me, for me: Refrain

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• [Tit 3:5] ’tis Done! The New And Heavenly Birth

  ’Tis done! that new and heavenly birth, Which re-creates the sons of earth, Has cleansed from guilt of Adam’s sin A soul which Jesus died to win. ’Tis done! the cross upon the brow Is marked for weal or sorrow now, To shine with heavenly luster bright, Or burn in everlasting night. O ye who came that babe to lay Within a Savior’s arms today, Watch well and guard with careful eye The heir of immortality. Teach him to know a Father’s love, And seek for happiness above, To Christ his heart and treasures give And in the Spirit ever live. That so before the judgment seat In joy and triumph ye may meet; The battle fought, the struggle o’er, The kingdom yours forevermore. Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow, Praise Him, all creatures here below, Praise Him above, angelic host, Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

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