Text: | God in Human Flesh Appearing |
Author: | Matthias Loy |
Author: | Philipp Friedrich Hiller |
1 God, in human flesh appearing,
Took the children to His breast,
Lambs with His green pastures cheering,
Fitting for His heav'nly rest;
This is gentleness unbounded,
This is lowliness of heart;
All are by His love surrounded,
None are ever bid depart.
2 Lord, I bless Thy mercy endless,
For Thy pleasure is to bless;
Me, too, when my soul was friendless,
Thou didst to Thy bosom press:
For I, too, to Thee was given,
In the pure baptismal wave,
Thou hast made me heir of heaven,
Who hast died my soul to save.
3 Feeble is the love of mother,
Father's blessings are as naught,
When compared, my King and Brother,
With the wonders Thou hast wrought;
Thus it pleased Thy heavenly meekness;
Pleasing also be my praise,
Till my songs of earthly weakness
Burst into celestial lays.
Amen.
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First Line: | God, in human flesh appearing |
Title: | God in Human Flesh Appearing |
Author: | Matthias Loy |
Author: | Philipp Friedrich Hiller |
Publication Date: | 1937 |