1 John 4:2

• [1Jo 4:2] Christians, Sing Out With Exultation

  Christians, sing out with exultation, And praise your Benefactor’s Name! Today the Author of salvation, The Father’s well belovèd came. Of undefilèd virgin mother An Infant, all divine, was born, And God Himself became your Brother Upon this happy Christmas morn. In Him eternal might and power To human weakness hath inclined; And this poor Child brings richest dower Of gifts and graces to mankind. While here His Majesty disguising, A servant’s form the Master wears, Behold the beams of glory rising, E’en from His poverty and tears. A stable serves Him for a dwelling, And for a bed a manger mean; Yet o’er His head, His advent telling, A new and wondrous star is seen. Angels rehearse to men the story, The joyful story of His birth; To Him they raise the anthem—“Glory To God on high, and peace on earth!” For through this holy Incarnation The primal curse is done away; And blessèd peace o’er all creation Hath shed its pure and gentle ray. Then, in that heavenly concert joining, O Christian men, with one accord, Your voices tunefully combining, Salute the birthday of your Lord!

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1 John 4:14

• [1Jo 4:14] Dear Christian People All, Rejoice

  Dear Christian people all, rejoice, Each soul with joy upraising. Pour forth a song with heart and voice, With love and gladness singing. Give thanks to God, our Lord above, Thanks for His miracle of love! Dearly He hath redeemed us. He spoke to His belovèd Son With infinite compassion: “Go hence, my heart’s most precious One, Be to the lost Salvation; Death, his relentless tyrant, stay, And bear him from his sins away With Thee to live forever!” The Son came, saying: “Cling to Me, Thy sorrows now are ending; Freely I give Myself to thee, Thy life with Mine defending; For I am thine and thou art Mine, And where I am there thou shalt shine, The foe shall never reach us.” “To Heaven again I rise from hence, High to my Father soaring, The Master there to be, and thence My Spirit on thee pouring; In every grief to comfort thee, And teach thee more and more of Me, Into all truth still guiding.” “What I have done and taught on earth, Do Thou, and teach, none dreading; That so God’s kingdom may go forth, And His high praise be spreading; And guard thee from the words of men, Lest the great joy be lost again: This my last charge I leave thee.” Dear Christians, one and all rejoice, With exultation springing, And with united heart and voice And holy rapture singing, Proclaim the wonders God hath done, How his right arm the victory won; Right dearly it hath cost him. Fast bound in Satan’s chains I lay, Death brooded darkly o’er me; Sin was my torment night and day, Therein my mother bore me. Deeper and deeper still I fell, Life was become a living hell, So firmly sin possessed me. My good works could avail me naught, For they with sin were stained; Free-will against God’s judgment fought, And dead to good remained. Grief drove me to despair, and I Had nothing left me but to die, To hell I fast was sinking. God saw, in his eternal grace, My sorrow out of measure; He thought upon his tenderness- To save was his good pleasure. He turned to me a Father’s heart- Not small the cost-to heal my smart He have his best and dearest. He spake to His beloved Son: ’Tis time to take compassion; Then go, bright Jewel of My crown, And bring to man salvation; From sin and sorrow set him free, Slay bitter death for him, that he May live with Thee forever. The Son delighted to obey, And born of virgin mother, Awhile on this low earth did stay That He might be my Brother. His mighty power He hidden bore, A servant’s form like mine He wore, To bind the devil captive. To me He spake: cling fast to Me, Thou’lt win a triumph worthy; I wholly give myself for thee; I strive and wrestle for thee; For I am thine, thou Mine also; And where I am thou art. The foe Shall never more divide us. For he shall shed My precious blood, Me of My life bereaving; All this I suffer for thy good; Be steadfast and believing. My life from death the day shall win, My righteousness shall bear thy sin, So art thou blest forever. Now to my Father I depart, From earth to Heaven ascending; Thence heavenly wisdom to impart, The Holy Spirit sending. He shall in trouble comfort thee, Teach thee to know and follow me, And to the truth conduct thee. What I have done and taught, do thou To do and teach endeavor; So shall my kingdom flourish now, And God be praised forever. Take heed lest men with base alloy The heavenly treasure should destroy. This counsel I bequeath thee.

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• [1Jo 4:14] Dear Christians, One And All, Rejoice

  Dear Christians, one and all, rejoice, With exultation springing, And, with united heart and voice, And holy rapture singing, Proclaim the wonders God hath done, How His right arm the victory won; Right dearly it hath cost Him. Fast bound in Satan’s chains I lay, Death brooded darkly o’er me, Sin was my torment night and day, In sin my mother bore me; Yea, deep and deeper still I fell, Life had become a living hell, So firmly sin possessed me. My own good works availed me naught, NO merit they attaining; Free will against God’s judgment fought, Dead to all good remaining. My fears increased till sheer despair Left naught but death to be my share; The pangs of hell I suffered. But God beheld my wretched state Before the world’s foundation, And, mindful of His mercies great, He planned my soul’s salvation. A father’s heart He turned to me, Sought my redemption fervently: He gave His dearest Treasure. He spoke to His belovèd Son: ’Tis time to have compassion. Then go, bright Jewel of My crown, And bring to man salvation; From sin and sorrow set him free, Slay bitter death for him that he May live with Thee forever. The Son obeyed His Father’s will, Was born of virgin mother, And God’s good pleasure to fulfill, He came to be my Brother. No garb of pomp or power He wore, A servant’s form, like mine, He bore, To lead the devil captive. To me He spake: "Hold fast to Me, I am thy Rock and Castle; Thy Ransom I Myself will be, For thee I strive and wrestle; For I am with thee, I am thine, And evermore thou shalt be Mine: The Foe shall not divide us. The Foe shall shed my precious blood, Me of My life bereaving. All this I suffer for thy good; Be steadfast and believing. Life shall from death the victory win, My innocence shall bear thy sin; So art Thou blest forever. Now to my Father I depart, The Holy Spirit sending And, heavenly wisdom to impart, My help to thee extending. He shall in trouble comfort thee, Teach thee to know and follow Me, And in all truth shall guide thee. What I have done and taught, teach thou, My ways forsake thou never; So shall My kingdom flourish now And God be praised forever. Take heed lest men with base alloy The heavenly treasure should destroy; This counsel I bequeath thee.

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  source: Cyberhymnal