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Let us sing the praise of Him

Hymnal: LCNS1885 #33 (1880) Lyrics: 1 Let us sing the praise of Him, Oh! let our tongues not falter! He was born to be our King, Whose glory ne'er can alter; All praise be giv'n, On earth or heav'n, Alleluia! Amen. 2 In a manger lowly laid, And where the shepherds found him, Ev'ry homage be Him paid, By those who kneel before Him; Raise ev'ry voice, Let earth rejoice. Alleluia! Amen. 3 Born to-day sing loud the lay, From hearts that cannot vary, Christ is born for us this day, Born of the spotless Mary; Redeemer King, Thy praise we sing. Alleluia! Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: [Let us sing the praise of Him]
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Come, ye lofty! come, ye lowly

Hymnal: LCNS1885 #34 (1880) First Line: Come, ye lofty! come, ye lowly! Lyrics: 1 Come, ye lofty! come, ye lowly! Let your songs of gladness ring! In a stable lies the Holy, In a manger rests the King, See, in Mary's arms reposing, Christ, by highest heav'n adored: Come, your circle round Him closing, Pious hearts that love the Lord. 2 Come, ye poor! no pomp of station Robes the Child your hearts adore: He, the Lord of all salvation, Shares your want, is weak and poor: Oxen round about behold them, Rafters naked, cold and bare: See the shepherds! God has told them That the "Prince of Peace" lies there. 3 High above a star is shining, And the Wise Men haste from far: Come, glad hearts, and spirits pining, For you all has ris'n the star. Let s bring our glad oblations, Thanks, and love, and faith, and praise; Come, ye people! Come, ye nations! All in all draw nigh to gaze. 4 Hark! the Heaven of heavens is ringing, Christ the Lord to man is born! Are not all our hearts, too, singing, Welcome, welcome, Christmas morn? Still the Child, all power possessing, Smiles as through the ages past, And the song of Christmas blessing Sweetly sinks to rest at last. Languages: English Tune Title: [Come, ye lofty! come, ye lowly!]
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Glory to God

Hymnal: LCNS1885 #35 (1880) First Line: With glory lit, the midnight air Refrain First Line: Glory to God, glory to God Lyrics: 1 With glory lit, the midnight air Revealed bright angels hov'ring there; In fear beheld the raptured swains When rose the heav'n-inspired strains, Chorus: Glory, glory, glory to God, And peace to earth, and peace to earth, Made glorious by the Saviour's birth, by the Saviour's birth. 2 Then sweetly spoke th' angelic voice; "Fear not; let heaven and earth rejoice; The Child in Bethlehem's crib that lies Is God, descended from the skies." Chorus: Glory, lory, glory to God, And peace to earth, and peace to earth, Made glorious by the Saviour's birth, by the Saviour's birth. 3 The choirs of Heaven still bless the morn, When God, through love for man, was born: That God we humbly bow before, And praise with angels, and adore. Chorus: Glory to God, glory to God, And peace to earth, And peace to earth, made glorious by the Saviour's birth, by the Saviour's birth. Languages: English Tune Title: [Glory to God]
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Silent Night

Hymnal: LCNS1885 #42 (1880) First Line: Silent night, sacred night Lyrics: 1 Silent night, sacred night, Bethlehem sleeps, yet what light Floats around the holy Pair: Songs of angels fill the air, Strains of heavenly peace, Strains of heavenly peace. 2 Silent night, sacred night, Shepherds first see the light, Hear the Alleluias ring, Which the angel-chorus sing; Christ the Saviour has come, Christ the Saviour has come. 3 Silent night, sacred night, Son of God! oh, what light Radiates from thy manger-bed Over realms with darkness spread, Thou in Bethlehem born, Thou in Bethlehem born. Languages: English Tune Title: [Silent night, sacred night]
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Be glad, O Earth!

Hymnal: LCNS1885 #43 (1880) Lyrics: 1 Be glad, O Earth! 'Tis Jesus' birth That bids your sorrow cease;-- Be glad, be glad,-- Why still be sad? The day for heav'nly joy is made, For Jesus brings us peace. 2 See, where He lies, See, from those eyes The loving tears rain down;-- See, from His face The light of grace Shines brightly on our ransomed race, To heav'n and gladness won. 3 Embrace your God;-- The Infant Bud, That blossoms for our earth, For brighter skies Beam from his eyes, An love lifts up to Paradise To greet our Jesus' birth. 4 From Thy dear Heart Ne'er let us part; E'er bless thy living shrine. Thy love shall charm Away from farm, And precious grace shall ever arm The hearts once bound to Thine. Languages: English Tune Title: [Be glad, O Earth!]
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With wondering awe

Hymnal: LCNS1885 #44 (1880) First Line: With wond'ring awe Lyrics: 1 With wond'ring awe, The wise men saw The star in heaven springing, And with delight, Is peaceful night, They heard the angels Singing: Hosanna! Hosanna! Hosanna to His name! 2 By light of star They travelled far, To seek the lowly manger; A humble bed, Wherein was laid The wondrous little Stranger: Hosanna! etc. 3 And still is found The world around, The old and hallowed story, And still is sung, In every tongue, The angel's song of glory: Hosanna! etc. 4 The heavenly star Its ray afar On every land is throwing, And shall not cease Till holy peace In all the earth is glowing. Hosanna! etc. Languages: English Tune Title: [With wond'ring awe]
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Christians, who of Jesus' sorrows

Hymnal: LCNS1885 #45 (1880) Lyrics: 1 Christians, who of Jesus' sorrows Come the doleful tale to hear; See what streams of blood flow for us! Blend, ah! blend at least a tear. Chorus: Lo! for your own sins devoted, Bleeds the Victim from on high, By His suff'rings animated, For Him live and for Him die. 2 See! now Jesus is forsaken; Round Him press a ruthless band; See! His heav'nly cheeks are smitten, By the cruel soldier's hand, Chorus: Now behold the Man of Sorrows, On the cross exalted high, Suff'ring, bleeding, dying for us, Now behold salvation nigh. Topics: Lent Languages: English Tune Title: [Christians, who of Jesus' sorrows]
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Oh! come and mourn with me

Hymnal: LCNS1885 #46 (1880) First Line: Oh! come and mourn with me awhile Lyrics: 1 Oh! come and mourn with me awhile; See, Mary calls us to her side; Oh! come and let us mourn with her; Jesus, our Love, is crucified! 2 Have we no tears to shed for Him, While soldiers scoff and Jews deride? Ah, look how patiently He hangs: Jesus, our Love, is crucified! 3 Seven times He spoke, seven words of love, And all three hours His silence cried For mercy on the souls of men: Jesus, our Love, is crucified! 4 Come, take thy stand beneath the Cross, And let the Blood from out that Side Fall gently on thee drop by dorp; Jesus, our Love, is crucified! Languages: English Tune Title: [Oh! come and mourn with me awhile]
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Oh! come and mourn with me awhile

Hymnal: LCNS1885 #47 (1880) Lyrics: 1 Oh! come and mourn with me awhile; See, Mary calls us to her side; Oh! come and let us morn with her,-- Jesus, our Love is crucified! 2 Have we no tears to shed for Him, While soldiers scoff and Jews deride? Ah, look how patiently He hangs: Jesus, our Love, is crucified! 3 Seven times He spoke, seven words of love, And all three hours His silence cried, For mercy on the souls of men: Jesus, our Love, is crucified! 4 Come, take thy stand beneath the Cross, And let the Blood from out that Side Fall gently on thee drop by drop; Jesus, our Love, is crucified! 5 A broken heart, a fount of tears, Ask, and they will not be denied; A broken heart love's cradle is: Jesus, our Love, is crucified! 6 O Love of God! O Sin of man! In this dread act your sin is tried; And victory remains with love, For He, our Love, is crucified! Languages: English Tune Title: [Oh! come and mourn with me awhile]
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O Kindest Maker

Hymnal: LCNS1885 #48 (1880) First Line: O kindest Maker, turn Thine ears Lyrics: 1 O kindest Maker, turn Thine ears, And mark Thy people's sighs and tears, Which, through the yearly fast of Lent, To Mercy's throne are daily sent. 2 Of hearts the Searcher, Thou canst tell How weak the state to which we fell; Blot out our sins, forgivness send To all who now for pardon bend. 3 Our souls to crimes unnumber'd own, Be grace to free confession shown; Let sickly souls Thy healing claim, That all may praise Thy glorious name. 4 Grant that by stinted use of food, Our bodies may be so subdued, That grace may guide our stubborn will, And stifle all that leads to ill. 5 May this our solemn yearly fast The future aid, repair the past; O holy Godhead, Three in One, The Father, Holy Ghost, and Son. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: [O kindest Maker, turn Thine ears]

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