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Once he came in blessing

Author: M. Weiss Hymnal: CBE #26 (1863) Lyrics: Once he came in blessing, All our ills redressing, Came in likeness lowly, Son of God most holy, Bore the cross to save us, Hope and freedom gave us. Still He comes within us, Still His voice would win us From the sins that hurt us; Would to Truth convert us From our foolish errors, Ere He comes in terrors. Thus if thou hast known Him, Not ashamed to own Him, Nor dost love Him coldly, But wilt trust Him boldly, He will now receive thee, Heal thee, and forgive thee. But through many a trial, Deepest self-denial, Long and brave endurance, Must thou win assurance That His own He makes thee, And no more forsakes thee. He who thus endureth Bright reward secureth; Come then, O Lord Jesus, From our sins release us. Let us here confess Thee, Till in heaven we bless Thee. Languages: English

Awake, thou careless world, awake!

Author: Rist Hymnal: CBE #27 (1863) Lyrics: Awake, thou careless world, awake! That final Judgment day will surely come; What Heav'n hath fix'd no Time can shake, Time never more shall sweep away thy doom. Know what the Lord Himself hath spoken Shall come at last and not delay: Though heav'n and earth shall pass away, His steadfast Word can ne'er be broken. Awake! thou careless world, awake! For none can tell how soon our God may please That suddenly that day should break, No human wisdom fathoms depths like these: O flee earth's base delights and pride, For as the bird is in the snare, Or ever of its foe aware, So comes that day so long denied. Yet He in love delayeth long That awful day, and grants the sinner space To turn away from sin and wrong, And mourning seek in time His love and grace. He holdeth back that best of days Until the righteous shall approve Their faith and hope, their constant love; So gentle us-ward are His ways! And those found faithful then shall see That glorious morning dawn in love and joy, Their Saviour comes to set them free, Their Judge Himself shall all their bonds destroy; He the true Joshua then shall bring His people with a mighty hand Into their promised fatherland, Where songs of victory they thall sing. Arise, and let us night and day Watch for our Lord, and study o'er His word, And in the Spirit ever pray, That we be ready when His call is heard; Arise, and let us haste to meet The Bridegroom standing at the door, That with the angels evermore We too may worship at His feet. Languages: English

A dread hath come on me

Author: S. Dach Hymnal: CBE #28 (1863) Lyrics: A dread hath come on me, I know not where to flee, My pow'rs can nought avail me; My trembling limbs grow weak, My lips refuse to speak, My heart and senses fail me: For thinking on that sound That once shall pierce the ground And make its slumb'rers tremble,-- "Arise! the Day of Doom Is come at last,--is come! Before the judge assemble! Ah God! no tempest's shock That cleaves the solid rock Could make my spirit shiver As doth that awful tone; Were my heart steel or stone 'T would hear that voice and quiver. I eat, or wake, or sleep, I talk, or smile, or weep, Yet still that voice of thunder Is sounding through my heart,-- "Forget not what thou art, The doom thou liest under! For daily do I see How many deaths there be, How swiftly all things wither; How sickness fills the grave, Or fire, or sword, or wave Is sweeping thousands thither. My turn will soon be here, The end is drawing near, I hear its warning plainly; Death knocketh at my door And tells me all is o'er, And I would fly him vainly. Ah! who in this my strait Will be mine Advocate? Will all things leave me friendless? My wealth and power are dust, This Judge is ever just, His righteous doom is endless. Lord Jesus Christ! 't is Thou Alone canst help me now, But 't was for this Thou camest, To save us in this hour;-- Then show Thy mercy's power, For they are safe Thou claimest. Speak Thou for me! Thou art The refuge of my heart; With gladness let me hear Thee; Bid me to Thee ascend, Where praise shall never end, And love shall aye be near Thee. Languages: English

Let us all with gladsome Voice

Author: Anon. Hymnal: CBE #29 (1863) Lyrics: ||:Let us all with gladsome voice Praise the God of heaven,:|| Who to bid our hearts rejoice His own Son hath given. ||:Down to this sad earth He comes, Here to serve us deigning,:|| That with Him in yon fair homes We may once be reigning. ||:We are rich, for He was poor, Gaze upon this wonder!:|| Let us praise God evermore, Here on earth, and yonder! . ||:Look on all who sorrow here, Lord, in pity bending,:|| Grant us now a glad New Year, And a blessed ending! Languages: English

From heaven above to earth I come

Author: Luther Hymnal: CBE #30 (1863) Lyrics: From heaven above to earth I come To hear good news to ev'ry home; Glad tidings of great joy I bring, Whereov I now will say and sing: To you this night in born a child of Mary, chosen mother mild; This little child, of lowly birth, Shall be the joy of all your earth. 'Tis Christ, our God, who far on high Hath heard your sad and bitter cry Himself will your Salvation be, Himself from sin will make you free. He brings those blessings, long ago Prepared by God for all below; Henceforth His kingdom open stands To you, as to the angel bands. There are the tokens ye shall mark, The swaddling clothes and manger dark; There shall ye find the young child laid, By whom the heavens and earth were made. Now let us all with gladsome cheer Follow the shepherds, and draw near To see this wondrous gift of God, Who hath His only Son bestow'd. Give heed, my heart, lift up thine eyes! Who is it in yon manger lies? Who is this child, so young and fair? The blessed Christ-child lieth there. Welcome to earth, Thou noble guest, Through whom e'en wicked men are blest! Thou com'st to share our misery, What can we render, Lord, to Thee! Ah Lord, who hast created all, How hast Thou made Thee weak and small, That Thou must choose Thy infant bed Where ass and ox but lately fed! Were earth a thousand times as fair, Beset with gold and jewels rare, She yet were far too poor to be A narrow cradle, Lord, for Thee. For velvets soft and silken stuff Thou hast but hay and straw so rough, Whereon Thou King, so rich and great, As 'twere Thy heaven, art throned in state. Thus hath it pleased Thee to make plain The truth to us poor fools and vain, That this world's honour, wealth, and might Are nought and worthless in Thy fight. Ah! dearest Jesus, Holy Child, Make Thee a bed, soft, undefiled, Within my heart, that it may be A quiet chamber kept for Thee. My heart for very joy doth leap, My lips no more can silence keep; I too must raise with joyful tongue That sweetest ancient cradle-song-- Glory to God in highest heaven, Who unto man His Son hath given! While angels sing with pious mirth A glad New Year to all the earth. Languages: English

All my heart this night rejoices

Author: Gerhardt Hymnal: CBE #31 (1863) Lyrics: All my heart this night rejoices, As I hear, Far and near, Sweetest angel voices; "Christ is born," their choirs are singing, Till the air Ev'rywhere Now with joy is ringing. Hark! a voice from yonder manger, Soft and sweet, Doth entreat, "Flee from woe and danger; Brethren, come, from all doth grieve you, You are freed, All you need I will surely give you."; Come then, let us hasten yonder; Here let all, Great and small, Kneel in awe and wonder, Love Him who with love is yearning; Hail the Star That from far Bright with hope is burning! Ye who pine in weary sadness, Weep no more, For the door Now is found of gladness. Cling to Him, for He will guide you Where no cross, Pain or loss Can again betide you. Hither come, ye heavy-hearted, Who for sin Deep within, Long and sore have smarted; For the poison'd wounds you're feeling Help is near, One is here Mighty for their healing! Hither come, ye poor and wretched! Know His will Is to fill Every hand outstretched; Here are riches without measure, Here forget All regret, Fill your hearts with treasure. Thee, dear Lord, with heed I'll cherish, Live to Thee, And with Thee Dying, shall not perish; But shall dwell with Thee for ever, Far on high, In the joy That can alter never. Languages: English

Rejoice, rejoice, ye Christians

Author: Anon. Hymnal: CBE #32 (1863) Lyrics: Rejoice, rejoice, ye Christians, With all your hearts this morn! O hear the blessed tidings, "The Lord, the Christ, is born," Now brought us by the angels That stand about God's throne; Oh lovely are the voices ||:That make such tidings known.:|| Oh hearken to their singing, "This Child shall be your Friend, The Father so hath will'd it, That thus your woes should end; The Son is freely given, That in Him ye may have The Father's grace and blessing, ||:And know He loves to save.:|| Nor deem the form too lowly That clothes Him at this hour; For know ye what it hideth? 'Tis God's almighty power. Though now within the manger So poor and weak He lies, He is the Lord of all things, ||:He reigns above the skies.:|| Sin, Death, and Hell, and Satan Have lost the victory; This Child shall overthrow them, As ye shall surely see; Their wrath shall nought avail them, Fear not, their reign is o'er; This Child shall overthrow them,-- ||:Oh hear and doubt no more.":|| Languages: English

Oh rejoice, ye Christians, Loudly

Author: Keimann Hymnal: CBE #33 (1863) Lyrics: ||:Hallelujah:|| Oh rejoice, ye Christians, loudly, For your joy is now begun; Wondrous things our God hath done; Tell abroad His goodness proudly, Who our race hath honour'd thus That he deigns to dwell with us: Joy, O joy, beyond all gladness! Christ hath done away with sadness! Hence, all sorrow and repining, For the Son of grace is shining. See, my soul, thy Saviour chooses Weakness here and poverty, In such love He comes to thee, Nor the hardest couch refuses; All He suffers for thy good, To redeem thee by His blood: Joy, then, joy beyond all gladness! Christ hath done away with sadness! Hence, all sorrow and repining, For the Sun of grace is shining. Lord, how thall I thank Thee rightly? I acknowledge that from Thee Every blessing flows to me. Let me not forget it lightly, But to Thee through all things cleave; So shall heart and mind receive Joy, yea, joy beyond all gladness! Christ hath done away with sadness! Hence, all sorrow, all repining, For the Sun of grace is shining! Jesu, guard and guide Thy members, Fill Thy brethren with Thy grace, Hear their prayers in every place, Quicken now life's faintest embers; Grant all Christians, far and near, Holy peace, a glad New Year! Joy, O joy, beyond all gladness! Christ hath done away with sadness! Hence, all sorrow, all repining, For the Sun of grace is shining! Languages: English

We Christians may rejoice to-day

Author: Catherine Winkworth; Anon.; Gaspar Fugger Hymnal: CBE #34 (1863) Lyrics: We Christians may rejoice to-day, When Christ was born to comfort and to save us; Who thus believes no longer grieves, For none are lost who grasp the hope He gave us. O wondrous joy, that God most high Should take our flesh, and thus our race should honour; A virgin mild hath borne this Child, Such grace and glory God hath put upon her. Sin brought us grief, but Christ relief, When down to earth He came for our salvation; Since God with us is dwelling thus, Who dares to speak the Christian's condemnation? Then hither throng, with happy song To Him whose birth and death are our assurance; Through whom are we at last set free From sins and burdens that surpassed endurance. Yes, let us praise our God and raise Loud hallelujahs to the skies above us The bliss bestowed to-day by God, To ceaseless thankfulness and joy should move us. Languages: English

Thee, O Immanuel, we praise

Author: Gerhardt Hymnal: CBE #35 (1863) Lyrics: Thee, O Immanuel, we praise, The Prince of Life and Fount of Grace, The Morning Star, the Heav'nly Flower, The Virgin's Son, the Lord of Power. Hallelujah. With all Thy saints, Thee, Lord, we sing, Praise, honour, thanks to Thee we bring, That Thou, O long-expected guest, Hast come at last to make us blest! Hallelujah. Since first the world began to be, How many a heart hath long'd for Thee; Long years our fathers hoped of old Their eyes might yet Thy Light behold: Hallelujah. The prophets cried; "Ah, would He came To break the fetters of our shame: That help from Zion came to men, Israel were glad, and prosper'd then!" Hallelujah. Now art Thou here; we know Thee now, In lowly manger lieth Thou; A child, yet makest all things great, Poor, yet is earth Thy robe of state. Hallelujah. From Thee alone all gladness flows, Who yet shalt bear such bitter woes Earth's light and comfort Thou shalt be, Yet none shall watch to comfort Thee. Hallelujah. All heavens are Thine, yet Thou dost come To sojourn in a stranger's home; Thou hangest on Thy mother's breast Who art the joy of spirits blest. Hallelujah. Now fearless I can look on Thee, From sin and grief Thou sett'st me free; Thou bearest wrath, Thou conquerest Death, Fear turns to joy Thy glance beneath. Hallelujah. Thou art my Head, my Lord Divine, I am Thy member, wholly Thine, And in Thy Spirit's strength would still Serve Thee according to Thy will. Hallelujah. Thus will I sing Thy praises here With joyful spirit year by year; And they shall sound before Thy throne, Where time nor number more are known. Hallelujah. Languages: English