Who g g is this child so young and fair? The blessed Christ-Child li- eth there. A - men. 3 Were earth a thousand times as fair, 4 Ah, dearest Jesus, holy Child, Make Thee a bed, soft, undefiled, 5 My heart for very joy doth leap, My lips no more their silence keep; 6 "Glory to God in highest heaven. Martin Luther, 1535; tr. Casherine Winkworth, 1855 High-est, how lowly His birth; The brightest arch-an- gel in news let the earth ech- o round: How free to the faith-ful He glad-some ho- san - na a rise! Ye an-gels, the full alle stoops to redeem thee, He reigns up - on earth. His peo-ple with joy e'er-last- ing are crowned.Shout the glad tidings,ex-ult-ing-ly sing!..... chorus resound thro' the earth and the skies! Jeru sa-lem triumphs,Mes-si-ah is King, Mes-si- ah is King,Mes-si- ah is King. Amen. MENDELSSOHN 7. 7. 7. 7. D. Arr. from Mendelssohn, 1840 by William H. Cummings, 1850 4 Hark how all the wel- kin rings, "Glo-ry to the King of kings, Peace on earth, and born to-day!" U-ni-vers - al na- ture, say, "Christ the Lord is born to -day!" A-men. Veiled in flesh, the Godhead see, Pleased as man with men to dwell, 3 Hail the heavenly Prince of Peace! Charles Wesley, 1739, 43; v. 2, lines 7 and 8 alt. NOTE.-In 1753 George Whitefield altered the first two lines to "Hark the herald angels sing, Glory to the new-born King!" Whose heart no thought, whose tongue no word, Whose hand no While Him I love, in Him I live, And can not live 2 Love's sweetest mark, laud's highest theme, 4 Alas, He weeps, He sighs, He pants! Man's most desired light, To love Him life, to leave Him death, To live in Him delight. He mine by gift, I His by debt, Thus each to other due, First Friend He was, best Friend He is, All times will try Him true. Yet do His angels sing; Out of His tears, His sighs and throbs, Correct my faults, protect my life, Robert Southwell, 1560-1595 |