O come to my heart, Lord Jesus! There is room in my heart for thee. 3 The foxes found rest, and the birds had their nest In the shade of the forest tree; But thy couch was the sod, O thou Son of God, In the desert of Galilee. O come to my heart, Lord Jesus! There is room in my heart for thee. 4 Thou camest, O Lord, with the living word, That should set thy people free; But with mocking scorn, and with crown of thorn, They bore thee to Calvary. O come to my heart, Lord Jesus! 5 When the heavens shall ring, and the angels sing At thy coming to victory, Let thy voice call me home, saying, "Yet there is room, There is room at my side for thee." And my heart shall rejoice, Lord Jesus, When thou comest and callest for me. 84 CAL Amen. Emily E. S. Elliott, 1864 C.M. ALM on the listening ear of night Where wild Judea stretches far 2 Celestial choirs from courts above And angels, with their sparkling lyres, 3 The answering hills of Palestine And greet, from all their holy heights, 4 O'er the blue depths of Galilee 5 "Glory to God!" the sounding skies 6 Light on thy hills, Jerusalem! The Saviour now is born: More bright on Bethlehem's joyous plains Breaks the first Christmas morn. Edmund H. Sears, 1834 Also the following 349 Once in royal David's city 547 When Christ was born of Mary free 549 Good Christian men, rejoice 550 Dost thou in a manger lie 551 The first Nowell the angel did say 552 Joy fills our inmost hearts to-day 85 THE St. Stephen C.M. HE Son of God goes forth to war, His blood-red banner streams afar: 2 Who best can drink his cup of woe, Who patient bears his cross below, 3 The martyr first, whose eagle eye 4 Like him, with pardon on his tongue, He prayed for them that did the wrong: Who follows in his train? 5 A glorious band, the chosen few, On whom the Spirit came: Twelve valiant saints, their hope they knew, And mocked the cross and flame. 6 They met the tyrant's brandished steel, The lion's gory mane; They bowed their necks the death to feel: Who follows in their train? 7 A noble army, men and boys, 8 They climbed the steep ascent of heaven Through peril, toil, and pain: O God, to us may grace be given Reginald Heber, 1812 Suitable for any martyr's festival. 86 St. John the Evangelist On thee the living Rock to rest, 2 Grant us, O King of mercy, still To feel thy presence from above, And in thy word and in thy will L.M. To hear thy voice and know thy love; 3 And when the toils of life are done, 4 To thee, O Jesus, Light of Light, Amen. Reginald Heber, 18271 Also the following 277 Blest are the pure in heart 288 Come, pure hearts, in sweetest measures 1 Published after his death. 87 Holy Innocents LORD, the Holy Innocents L.M. Laid down for thee their infant life, And martyrs brave and patient saints Have stood for thee in fire and strife. 2 We wear the cross they wore of old, 30 day by day each Christian child 4 When deep within our swelling hearts 5 Then we may stay the angry blow, 6 With smiles of peace and looks of love, 7 There's not a child so weak and small Cecil Frances Alexander, 1850 |