2. That awful Word, that sovereign Power,
By whom the worlds were made—
Oh! happy morn-illustrious hour!—
Was once in flesh arrayed.
3. Then shone almighty power and love,
In all their glorious forms,
When Jesus left his throne above,
To dwell with sinful worms.
4. To dwell with misery here below,
The Saviour left the skies,
And sunk to wretchedness and woe,
That worthless man might rise.
5. Adoring angels tuned their songs,
To hail the joyful day;
With rapture, then, let human tongues
Their grateful homage pay. MRS. STEELE.
1. ANGELS rejoiced and sweetly sung
At our Redeemer's birth;
Mortals! awake; let every tongue
Proclaim His matchless worth.
2. Glory to God, who dwells on high,
And sent His only Son
To take a servant's form, and die,
For evils we had done!
3. Good-will to men; ye fallen race!
Arise, and shout for joy;
He comes, with rich, abounding grace
To save, and not destroy.
4. Lord! send the gracious tidings forth,
And fill the world with light,
That Jew and Gentile, through the earth,
May know Thy saving might.
1. HARK! what mean those holy voices,
Sweetly sounding through the skies?
Lo! th' angelic host rejoices;
Heavenly hallelujahs rise.
2. Hear 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!"
1. ANGELS, from the realms of glory, Wing your flight o'er all the earth, creation's story,
Now proclaim Messiah's birth;
Come and worship,
Worship Christ the new-born King.
2. Shepherds, 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.
3. Sages, 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.
4. Saints, 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.
5. Sinners, wrung with true repentance,
Doomed for guilt to endless pains,
Justice now revokes the sentence,
Mercy calls you-break your chains;
Come and worship,
Worship Christ the new-born King.
1. "LORD, Thy glory fills the heaven; Earth is with its fullness stored; Unto Thee be glory given,
Holy, holy, holy Lord!"
Heaven is still with anthems ringing:
Earth takes up the angels' cry,
"Holy, holy, holy," singing,
"Lord of hosts, the Lord most High!"
2. Ever thus in God's high praises,
Brethren, let our tongues unite,
While our thoughts His greatness raises,
And our love His gifts excite.
With His seraph train before Him,
With His holy church below,
Thus unite we to adore Him,
Bid we thus our anthems flow:
3. “Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven; Earth is with its fullness stored; Unto Thee be glory given,
Holy, holy, holy Lord!
Thus, Thy glorious name confessing,
We adopt the angels' cry,
'Holy, holy, holy'-blessing
Thee, the Lord our God most High!"
1. MIGHTY God! while angels bless Thee,
May a mortal lisp Thy name?
Lord of men, as well as angels!
Thou art every creature's theme:
Lord of every land and nation!
Ancient of eternal days!
Sounded through the wide creation,
Be Thy just and lawful praise.
2. For the grandeur of Thy nature—
Grand beyond a seraph's thought;
For the wonders of creation,
Works with skill and kindness wrought;
For Thy providence that governs
Through Thine empire's wide domain,
Wings an angel, guides a sparrow;
Blessed be Thy gentle reign.
3. For Thy rich, Thy free redemption,
Bright though vailed in darkness long;
Thought is poor, and poor expression,
Who can sing that wondrous song
Brightness of the Father's glory!
Shall Thy praise unuttered lie?
Break, my tongue! such guilty silence,
Sing the Lord who came to die:
4. From the highest throne of glory
To the cross of deepest woe,
Came to ransom guilty captives!
Flow, my praise! forever flow:
Re-ascend, immortal Saviour!
Leave Thy footstool, take Thy throne;
Thence return and reign forever;
Be the kingdom all Thine own!
1. PRAISE the Lord! ye heavens, adore Him;
Praise Him, angels in the height;
Sun and moon, rejoice before Him;
Praise Him, all ye stars of light!
2. Praise the Lord-for He hath spoken;
Worlds His mighty voice obeyed;
Laws which never shall be broken,
For their guidance He hath made.
3. Praise the Lord-for He is glorious;
Never shall His promise fail;
God hath made His saints victorious,
Sin and death shall not prevail.
4. Praise the God of our salvation,
Hosts on high His power proclaim;
Heaven and earth, and all creation,
Laud and magnify His name!
1. THE scene around me disappears,
And, borne to ancient regions,
While time recalls the flight of
I see angelic legions
Descending in an orb of light,
Amid the dark and silent night,
I hear celestial voices.
2. Tidings, glad tidings from above,
To every age and nation;
Tidings, glad tidings-God is love;
To man He sends salvation;
His Son beloved, His only Son,
The work of mercy hath begun;
Give to His name the glory!
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