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OTLEY: WILLIAM WALKER AND SONS.
CHRISTMAS HYMNS.
Christians awake, salute the happy morn, Whereon the Saviour 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 the angelic herald's voice: "Behold, I bring glad tidings of a Saviour's birth, To you and all the nations upon earth; This day hath God fulfilled his promised word, This day is born a Saviour--Christ the Lord.
"In David's city, shepherds, ye shall find The long foretold Redeemer of mankind, Wrapt up in swaddling clothes, the Babe divine Lies in a manger--this shall be your sign." He spake, and straightway the celestial choir In hymns of joy unknown before conspire.
The praises of redeeming love they sung, And heaven's whole arch with hallelujahs rung! God's highest glory was their anthem still, Peace upon earth, and mutual good will. To Bethlehem straight the enlighten'd shepherds ran, To see the wonder God had wrought for man.
Artless and watchful as these favour'd swains, While virgin meekness in their hearts remains; Trace we the Babe, who has retriev'd our loss, From his poor manger to his bitter cross; Tread in his steps, assisted by his grace, Till man's first heavenly state again takes place;
Then we may hope, the angelic thrones among, To find redeem'd a glad triumphant throng; He that was born upon that joyful day, Around us all his glory shall display: Sav'd by his love, incessant we shall sing Eternal praise to heaven's all-powerful King.
Shepherds, rejoice, lift up your eyes, And send your fears away; News from the regions of the skies, A Saviour's born to-day!
Jesus, the God whom angels fear, Comes down to dwell with you; To-day he makes his entrance here, But not as monarchs do.
Go, Shepherds, where the Infant lies, And see his humble throne; With tears of joy in all your eyes, Go, shepherds, kiss the Son.
Glory to God, who reigns above! Let peace surround the earth! Mortals shall know their Maker's love, At their Redeemer's birth.
Lord! and shall angels have their songs, And men no tune to raise? O may we lose these useless tongues When we forget to praise!
Glory to God who reigns above, That pitied us forlorn! We join to sing our Maker's love, For there's a Saviour born.
Hark! hark! what news the angels bring; Glad tidings of a new-born King! Born of a maid, a Virgin pure, Born without sin, from guilt secure.
Hail, mighty Prince--eternal King! Let heaven and earth rejoice and sing; Angels and men with one accord Break forth in songs to praise the Lord.
Behold! he comes and leaves the skies; Awake, ye slumbering mortals,--rise! Awake to joy, and hail the morn, The Saviour of the world is born.
With endless love He comes to dwell On earth, to save mankind from hell; In chorus then, with joy and mirth, We'll celebrate our Saviour's birth.
Echo shall waft the strains around, While list'ning angels hear the sound; And all the heavenly hosts above Shall join to sing redeeming love.
At Jacob's well a stranger sought His drooping frame to cheer: Samaria's daughters little thought That Jacob's God was near.
This had she known, her fainting mind For richer draughts had sighed; Nor had Messiah, ever kind, Those richer draughts denied.
Yet Britain must this Stranger know, Or soon her loss deplore: Behold the living waters flow; Come, drink, and thirst no more.
Lift up your heads in joyful hope, Salute the happy morn: Each heavenly power Proclaims the glad hour; Lo! Jesus the Saviour is born.
CHORUS.
Then let us join the heavens above, Where hymning seraphs sing; Join all the glad powers, For their Lord is ours, Our Prophet, our Priest, and our King.
Let joy abound, like rivers flow, Flow on and still increase! Spread o'er the glad earth, At Jesus's birth, For heaven and earth are at peace! Then let us join, &c.
All glory to God on high! To Him all praise is due; The promise is seal'd, The Saviour reveal'd, And that proves the record is true. Then let us join, &c.
Now the good-will of heaven is shewn Towards Adam's helpless race; Messiah is come, To ransom his own, And save them by Infinite grace. Then let us join, &c.
Awake up my glory, awake up my lute! On this happy morning how can I be mute? Come, mortals, assist me, your music all bring, To welcome the birth-day of Christ our King.
Chorus.--Glory to God our King! Let men with angels sing, All glory to God, Hallelujah. Amen.
Hark! angels delighted proclaim the glad news, While shepherds benighted the wonder reviews; How sweet were the tidings on this blessed morn, When Christ our Saviour was in Bethlehem born! All glory, &c.
The wise men directed to that happy place, With joy and with wonder beheld his dear face; They worshipp'd the Saviour whom angels adore, And bowing before Him, presented their store. All glory, &c.
While we the glad story repeat in our verse, May each of us glory his deeds to rehearse; And shout out "Salvation to Jesus belongs!" Till each list'ning nation re-echoes our songs. All glory, &c.
God rest you merry gentlemen! Let nothing you dismay! Remember Christ the Saviour Was born on Christmas day, To save poor souls from Satan's power, Who had long time gone astray,
From God, that is our Father, The blessed angels came, Unto some certain shepherds, With tidings of the same, That there was born in Bethlehem The Son of God by name.
"Go, fear not," said God's angels, "Let nothing you affright, For there is born in Bethlehem, Of a pure Virgin bright, One able to advance you, And throw down Satan quite."
The shepherds at those tidings Rejoiced much in mind, And left their flocks a-feeding In tempest storms of wind, And straight they came to Bethlehem, The Son of God to find.
With sudden joy and gladness The shepherds were beguil'd To see the Babe of Israel Before his mother mild; O then with joy and cheerfulness Rejoice each mother's child!
God bless the ruler of this house, And send him long to reign, And many a merry Christmas May he live to see again, Among your friends and kindred, That live both far and near, And may God send you a happy new year!
The first good joy that Mary had, It was the joy of ONE,-- To see her own Son Jesus Sucking at her breast-bone. Sucking at her breast-bone, good Lord; And blessed may we be! Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, To all eternity.
The next good joy that Mary had, It was the joy of TWO,-- To see her own Son Jesus Christ Making the lame to go, Good Lord, &c.
The next good joy that Mary had, It was the joy of THREE,-- To see her own Son Jesus Christ Making the blind to see, Good Lord, &c.
The next good joy that Mary had, It was the joy of FOUR,-- To see her own Son Jesus Christ Reading the Bible o'er; Reading the Bible o'er, good Lord, &c.
The next good joy that Mary had, It was the joy of FIVE,-- To see her own Son Jesus Christ Making the dead to live; Making the dead to live, good Lord, &c.
The next good joy that Mary had, It was the joy of SEVEN,-- To see her own Son Jesus Christ Ascending into heaven; Ascending into heaven, good Lord, &c.
A virgin unspotted, the prophets foretold Should bring forth a Saviour which now we behold, To be our Redeemer from death, hell, and sin, Which Adam's transgressions involved us all in.
Chorus--Then let us be merry, cast sorrow away! Our Saviour Christ Jesus was born on this day.
Through Bethlehem's city, in Judah it was, That Jesus and Mary together did pass; And there they were taxed when thither they came, For Caesar Augustus commanded the same.
Now Mary's full time being come as we find, She brought forth her first-born to save all mankind. The inn being full, for this heavenly Guest No room was there found to lay Him to rest.
Then Mary, blest Mary, so meek and so mild, Soon wrapt up in swaddlings this heavenly Child; Contented she laid Him where the oxen did feed! The great God of Nature approved of the deed.
To teach us humility all this was done, And learn us from hence haughty pride to shun; A manger his cradle, though He came from above! The great God of Mercy, of Peace, and of Love.
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