1 It is a time of joy to-day,
With mourning and with woe away!
Woe, woe to him who us reviled!
God’s seen in flesh--we’re reconciled.
2 The Lord who bears our sin is here,
Who'll bruise the serpent's head is near,
The death of death--the woe of hell--
The Lord of Life with us doth dwell.
3 All foes are put our feet beneath,
For sin and Satan, hell and death,
Are brought to shame and put to flight
Upon this great, this wondrous night.
4 Oh! happy world, thrice happy they,
Who on this lowly Infant stay
Their souls, and with believing eyes
In Him their Savior recognize.
5 Now praise the Lord whoe'er can praise--
Who, from their low estate to raise
His enemies, from his high throne
Sent down His loved, His only Son.
6 Up! join the angel host and cry,
Now glory be to God most High;
Let peace prevail the world around,
Good-will to men and joy abound.
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First Line: | It is a time of joy to-day |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1880 |
Topic: | The Church Year: Christmas |
Notes: | Author from Index: P. Gerhardt— J. Kelly; Hymn from the German Text: Dies ist die rechte Freudenzeit |