COME let us sing
To the God of salvation,
To Jesus our King,
Who hath brought consolation;
Who in His own body
Hath opened a fountain
To cleanse all our sins,
Though high as a mountain.
Hallelujah to the Lamb,
Who hath bought us a pardon;
We will praise Him again
When we've passed over Jordan.
2 Though our hearts are depraved,
Though with sin we are burdened,
Our souls may be saved,
And our sins may be pardoned;
And Jesus, our Saviour,
Hath promised to bless us,
And free us for ever
From those that oppress us.
Hallelujah to the Lamb,
Who hath bought us a pardon;
We will praise Him again
When we've passed over Jordan.
3 The hour may be nigh,
When our bosoms, faint heaving,
Shall breathe their last sigh
In the peace of believing:
And Thou from our pillow
All darkness dispelling,
Wilt calm the rude billow
Of Jordan's proud swelling.
Hallelujah to the Lamb,
Who hath bought us a pardon;
We will praise Him again
When we've passed over Jordan.
WOULD be like an angel,
And with the angels stand,
A crown upon my forehead,
A harp within my hand;
Then, right before my Saviour,
So glorious and so bright,
I'd wake the sweetest music,
And praise Him day and night.
2 I never would be weary,
Nor ever shed a tear,
Nor ever know a sorrow,
Nor ever feel a fear;
But blessed, pure, and holy,
I'd dwell in Jesus' sight,
And, with ten thousand angels,
Praise Him both day and night.
3 I know I'm weak and sinful,
But Jesus will forgive,
For many little children
Have gone to heaven to live.
Dear Saviour, when I languish,
And lay me down to die,
O, send a shining angel,
To bear me to the sky!
4 O, there I'll be an angel,
And with the angels stand,
A crown upon my
forehead,
A harp within my hand;
And there, before my Saviour,
So glorious and so bright,
I'll wake the heavenly music,
1 COME, praise your Lord and Saviour | 3 O Jesus, we too praise Thee, Girls
Give thanks to Him, O children,
Who lived a Child on earth. He loved the little children,
And called them to His side; His loving arms embraced them, And for their sake He died.
2 O Jesus, we would praise Thee [Boys
With songs of holy joy,
For Thou on earth didst sojourn
A pure and spotless Boy.
Make us like Thee, obedient,
Like Thee from sin-stains free,
Like Thee in God's own temple,
In lowly home like Thee.
The lowly maiden's Son;
In Thee all gentlest graces
Are gathered into one.
O, give that best adornment
That Christian maid can wear,
The meek and quiet spirit
Which shone in Thee so fair!
4 O Lord, with voices blended
We sing our songs of praise;
Be Thou the light and pattern
Of all our childhood's days:
And lead us ever onward,
That, while we stay below, We may, like Thee, O Jesus, In grace and wisdom grow.
1 BLESSED Jesus, high in glory,
Seen of saints and angels fair;
Children's voices now adore Thee,
Listen to Thy children's prayer.
2 While this solemn eve we gather,
Meekly to receive Thy word,
Be Thou near us, Holy Father,
Bring us near Thee, loving Lord.
3 Gentle Jesus, Thou dost love us,
Thou hast died upon the tree,
And Thou reignest now above us,
That we too might reign with Thee.
4 Give us grace to trust Thee wholly,
Give us each a child-like heart,
Make us meek and pure and holy,
Meet to see Thee as Thou art.
5 Father, Son, and Holy Spirit,
Bless us all our life below,
Till we each that heaven inherit
Which the child-like only know
Harmonized by Sir Arthur S. Sullivan.
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