Isaiah 6:1

• [Isa 6:1] Isaiah, Mighty Seer

  Isaiah, mighty seer, in days of old The Lord of all in spirit did behold High on a lofty throne, in splendor bright, With flowing train that filled the temple quite. Above the throne were stately seraphim; Six wings had they, these messengers of Him. With twain they veiled their faces, as was meet, With twain in reverent awe they hid their feet, And with the other twain aloft they soared, One to the other called and praised the Lord: “Holy is God, the Lord of Sabaoth! Holy is God, the Lord of Sabaoth! Holy is God, the Lord of Sabaoth! Behold, His glory filleth all the earth!” The beams and lintels trembled at the cry, And clouds of smoke enwrapped the throne on high.

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Isaiah 6:8

• [Isa 6:8] From The Depths Of Sin And Failure

  From the depths of sin and failure, From despair as black as night, Lord, we hear our brothers calling For deliverance and for light. Refrain Use us, Lord, to speed Thy kingdom; Through us may Thy will be done; Give us eyes to see the vision Of a world redeemed and won. By the love that bore in silence Man’s contempt and Satan’s dart; By the longing for the lost ones That consumes the Savior’s heart; Refrain By the Savior’s blood that bought us, By the peace His merits bring, By the Spirit that constrains us Now on earth to crown Him King; Refrain

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• [Isa 6:8] Hark, The Voice Of Jesus Calling

  Hark, the voice of Jesus calling, “Who will go and work today? Fields are ripe and harvests waiting, Who will bear the sheaves away?” Long and loud the Master calls us, Rich reward He offers free; Who will answer, gladly saying, “Here am I, send me, send me”? If you cannot cross the ocean, And the distant lands explore, You can find the lost around you, You can help them at your door; If you cannot give your thousands, You can give the widow’s mite; What you truly give for Jesus, Will be precious in His sight. If you cannot speak like angels, If you cannot preach like Paul, You can tell the love of Jesus, You can say He died for all. If you cannot rouse the wicked, With the judgment’s dread alarms, You can lead the little children To the Savior’s waiting arms. If you cannot be the watchman, Standing high on Zion’s wall, Pointing out the path to heaven, Offering life and peace to all, With your prayers and with your bounties You can do what heaven demands; You can be like faithful Aaron, Holding up the prophet’s hands. If among the older people, You may not be apt to teach, “Feed My lambs,” said Christ, our Shepherd, “Place the food within their reach.” And it may be that the children You have led with trembling hand, Will be found among your jewels, When you reach the better land. Let none hear you idly saying, “There is nothing I can do.” While the lost of earth are dying, And the Master calls for you; Take the task He gives you gladly; Let His work your pleasure be; Answer quickly when He calls you, “Here am I, send me, send me.”

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• [Isa 6:8] Here Am I, Send Me

  Hast Thou, O Lord, a work to do? Here am I, send me! The field is white, the lab’rers few, Here am I, send me! Refrain Over mountain, plain or sea, Here am I, send me! I’ll go to the ends of the earth for Thee, Here am I, send me! O touch my lips with fire divine, Here am I, send me! The dross consume, the gold refine, Here am I, send me! Refrain A lowly vessel at Thy feet, Here am I, send me! O cleanse and for Thy use make meet, Here am I, send me! Refrain My heart now longs and yearns to go, Here am I, send me! To reap Thy harvest here below, Here am I, send me! Refrain

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• [Isa 6:8] Lord Of Life, Prophetic Spirit

  Lord of Life, prophetic Spirit, In sweet measure evermore To the holy children dealing Each his gift from Thy rich store; Bless Thy family, adoring As in Israel’s schools of yore. Holy Jesus, Eye most loving, On each young disciple bent; Voice that, seeming earthly, summoned Samuel to the awful tent; Hand that cast Elijah’s mantle; Thine be all Thy grace hath lent. As to Thine own seventy scholars Thou of old Thine arm didst reach, Under Thy majestic shadow Guiding them to do and teach, Till their hour of solemn unction; So be with us all and each. God and Father of all spirits, Whose dread call young Joshua knew, Forty days in darkness waiting With Thy servant good and true, Thence to wage Thy war descending, Own us, Lord, Thy champions, too. One Thy light, the temple filling, Holy, holy, holy Three; Meanest men and brightest angels Wait alike the word from Thee; Highest musings, lowliest worship, Must their preparation be. Now Thou speakest—hear we trembling— From the glory comes a voice. Who accepts th’Almighty’s mission? Who will make Christ’s work his choice? Who for Us proclaim to sinners, Turn, believe, endure, rejoice? Here are we, Redeemer, send us! But because Thy work is fire, And our lips, unclean and earthly, Breathe no breath of high desire; Send Thy seraph from the altar Veiled, but in his bright attire. Cause him, Lord, to fly full swiftly With the mystic coal in hand, Sin consuming, soul transforming, (Faith and love will understand); Touch our lips, Thou awful Mercy With Thine own keen healing brand. Thou didst come that fire to kindle; Fain would we Thy torches prove, Far and wide Thy beacons lighting With th’undying spark of love: Only feed our flame, we pray Thee, With Thy breathings from above. Now to God, the soul’s Creator, To His Word and wisdom sure, To His all enlightening Spirit, Patron of the frail and poor, Three in One, be praise and glory, Here and while the heav’ns endure.

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• [Isa 6:8] Master Comes! He Calls For Thee, The

  The Master comes! He calls for thee— Go forth at His almighty word, Obedient to His last command, And tell to those who never heard, Who sit in deepest shades of night, That Christ has come to give them light. The Master calls! Arise and go; How blest His messenger to be! He, who hath given thee liberty, Now bids thee set the captives free; Proclaim His mighty power to save, Who for the world His lifeblood gave. The Master calls! Shall not thy heart In warm responsive love reply, “Lord, here am I; send me, send me, Thy willing slave, to live or die— An instrument unfit indeed, Yet Thou wilt give me what I need”? And if thou canst not go, yet bring An offering of a willing heart; Then, though thou tarriest at home, Thy God shall give thee too thy part; The messengers of peace upbear In ceaseless and prevailing prayer. Short is the time for service true, For soon shall dawn that glorious day When, all the harvest gathered in, Each faithful heart shall hear Him say, “My child, well done! your toil is o’er— Enter My joy forevermore.”

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• [Isa 6:8] May God Depend On You?

  In the warfare that is raging For the truth and for the right, When the conflict fierce is raging With the powers of the night, God needs people brave and true; May He then depend on you? Refrain May the Lord depend on you? Loyalty is but His due; Say, O spirit brave and true, That He may depend on you! See, they come on sable pinions, Come in strong Satanic might, Powers come and dark dominions From the regions of the night. God requires the brave and true; May He then depend on you? Refrain From His throne the Father sees us; Angels help us to prevail; And our Leader true is Jesus, And we shall not, cannot fail. Triumph crowns the brave and true; May the Lord depend on you? Refrain

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• [Isa 6:8] Old, Old Way, The

  Is your hope of glory bright? Are you walking in the light, Ever shining from the Savior’s throne? Have you gone to Him for rest, When your heart was sore oppressed? Are you trusting in His arm alone? Refrain Are you walking in the light, In the blessèd, blessèd light? Is it shining in your soul today? With a firm abiding faith That will triumph over death, Are you walking in the old, old way? Have you taken up the cross? Do you count the world but dross, For the splendor you in Christ may see? To His question, “Who will go,” And His love to sinners show, Will you answer “Here am I, send me”? Refrain Tho’ your foes may all unite, Will you battle for the right, And the wonders of the Lord proclaim? Will you stand with courage brave And the royal banner wave, Shouting vict’ry thro’ the Master’s Name? Refrain O the bliss of those who trust In the only wise and just, And are looking for a home above; If your lot with them is cast You will anchor safe at last In the haven of eternal love. Refrain

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• [Isa 6:8] Someone Shall Go

  Someone shall go at the Master’s word Over the sea to the lands afar, Telling to those who have never heard What His wonderful mercies are. Shall it be you—shall it be I? Who shall haste to tell what we know so well? Shall you? Shall I? Someone shall gather the sheaves for Him, Someone shall bind them with joyful hand, Someone shall toil through the shadows dim, For the morn in the heav’nly land. Shall it be you—shall it be I? Who shall bind the corn for the golden morn? Shall you? Shall I? Someone shall travel with eager feet Over the mountain and through the wild, Bringing the news of redemption sweet To each wandering sinful child. Shall it be you—shall it be I? Who shall sound the tale over hill and dale? Shall you? Shall I? Someone shall carry His banner high, Waving it out where the foe holds sway, Some in His service shall live and die, And with Jesus shall win the day! Shall it be you— shall it be I? Who His Name shall bear, and His triumph share? Shall you? Shall I?

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• [Isa 6:8] Speak, My Lord

  Hear the Lord of harvest sweetly calling, “Who will go and work for Me today? Who will bring to Me the lost and dying? Who will point them to the narrow way?” Refrain Speak, my Lord, speak, my Lord, Speak, and I’ll be quick to answer Thee; Speak, my Lord, speak, my Lord, Speak, and I will answer, “Lord, send me.” When the coal of fire touched the prophet, Making him as pure, as pure can be, When the voice of God said, “Who’ll go for us?” Then he answered, “Here I am, send me.” Refrain Millions now in sin and shame are dying, Listen to their sad and bitter cry; Hasten, brother, hasten to the rescue; Quickly answer, “Master, here am I.” Refrain Soon the time for reaping will be over; Soon we’ll gather for the harvest home; May the Lord of harvest smile upon us, May we hear His blessèd, “Child, well done.” Refrain

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• [Isa 6:8] Victory May Depend On You, The

  Thro’ the land a call is sounding, And it comes to age and youth; ’Tis a summons to the conflict, In the cause of right and truth: To the standard of our Captain, Lo, there comes a faithful few; But the victory, my brother, May depend on you. Refrain The vict’ry may depend on you, The vict’ry may depend on you; Dare to stand among the few, With the faithful tried and true, For the vict’ry may depend on you. See the mighty hosts of evil Spreading death throughout the land; Who is there will answer quickly, And the hosts of sin withstand? Do not fear to join our standard, For our ranks are tried and true, And the victory, my brother, May depend on you. Refrain Lo, a triumph day is coming, When our arms shall be laid down; Then each faithful, loyal soldier Shall receive a victor’s crown; Would you stand among the victors, With the band of faithful few? Then the victory, my brother, May depend on you. Refrain

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• [Isa 6:8] Voice Of God Is Calling, The

  The voice of God is calling its summons in our day; Isaiah heard in Zion and we now hear God say: “Whom shall I send to succor my people in their need? Whom shall I send to loosen the bonds of shame and greed?” “I hear My people crying in slum and mine and mill; No field or mart is silent, no city street is still. I see My people falling in darkness and despair. Whom shall I send to shatter the fetters which they bear?” We heed, O Lord, Your summons, and answer: Here are we! Send us upon Your errand, let us Your servants be. Our strength is dust and ashes, our years a passing hour; But You can use our weakness to magnify Your power. From ease and plenty save us; from pride of place absolve; Purge us of low desire; lift us to high resolve; Take us, and make us holy; teach us Your will and way. Speak, and behold! We answer; command, and we obey!

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• [Isa 6:8] Who Will Volunteer?

  Who will volunteer? See the foe is near! Someone now must fight and the victory win! Who will heed the call, sounding now to all? “Fight the fight of faith” with the hosts of sin! Refrain We will volunteer! We will volunteer! In the strength of Christ our King; Battling for the right, we will ever fight, Till the shouts of victory ring! Who will volunteer? Ever loud and clear Sounds the Master’s charge for the lands afar. None are drafted here! Who will volunteer? Who will spread the news of the Morning Star? Refrain Who will volunteer? Christ, your King, is near, He His wondrous grace for each need supplies. Bravely meet the foe; onward, upward go! Rich reward awaits you beyond the skies! Refrain

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Isaiah 7:14

• [Isa 7:14] All Hail To Thee, Immanuel

  All hail to Thee, Immanuel, we cast our crowns before Thee; Let every heart obey Thy will, and every voice adore Thee. In praise to Thee, our Savior King, the vibrant chords of Heaven ring, And echo back the mighty strain: All hail! All hail! All hail Immanuel! Refrain Hail to the King we love so well! Immanuel! Immanuel! Hail to the King we love so well! Immanuel! Immanuel! Glory and honor and majesty, wisdom and power be unto Thee, Now and evermore! Hail to the King we love so well! Immanuel! Immanuel! Hail to the King we love so well! Immanuel! Immanuel! King of kings and Lord of lords, all hail, Immanuel! All hail to Thee, Immanuel, the ransomed hosts surround Thee; And earthly monarchs clamor forth their sovereign King to crown Thee. While those redeemed in ages gone, assembled round the great white throne, Break forth into immortal song: All hail! All hail! All hail Immanuel! Refrain All hail to Thee, Immanuel, our risen King and Savior! Thy foes are vanquished, and Thou art omnipotent forever. Death, sin and hell no longer reign, and Satan’s pow’r is burst in twain; Eternal glory to Thy Name: All hail! All hail! All hail Immanuel! Refrain

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• [Isa 7:14] And Art Thou Come With Us To Dwell

  And art Thou come with us to dwell, Our Prince, our Guide, our Love, our Lord? And is Thy Name Emmanuel, God present with His world restored? The heart is glad for Thee! It knows None now shall bid it err or mourn; And o’er its desert breaks the rose In triumph o’er the grieving thorn. Thou bringest all again; with Thee Is light, is space, is breadth and room For each thing fair, beloved, and free To have its hour of life and bloom. The world is glad for Thee! the heart Is glad for Thee! and all is well, And fixed and sure, because Thou art, Whose Name is called Emmanuel.

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• [Isa 7:14] Behold, The Grace Appears!

  Behold, the grace appears! The promise is fulfilled; Mary, the wondrous virgin, bears, And Jesus is the Child. The Lord, the highest God, Calls Him His only Son; He bids Him rule the lands abroad, And gives Him David’s throne. O’er Jacob shall He reign With a peculiar sway; The nations shall His grace obtain, His kingdom ne’er decay. To bring the glorious news A heav’nly form appears; He tells the shepherds of their joys, And banishes their fears. “Go, humble swains,” said he, “To David’s city fly; The promised Infant born today Doth in a manger lie.” “With looks and hearts serene, Go visit Christ your King; And straight a flaming troop was seen: The shepherds heard them sing: “Glory to God on high! And heav’nly peace on earth; Goodwill to men, to angels joy, At the Redeemer’s birth!” In worship so divine, Let saints employ their tongues; With the celestial hosts we join, And loud repeat their songs: “Glory to God on high! And heav’nly peace on earth; Goodwill to men, to angels joy, At our Redeemer’s birth!”

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• [Isa 7:14] From Lands That See The Sun Arise

  From lands that see the sun arise, To earth’s remotest boundaries, The virgin born today we sing, The Son of Mary, Christ the King. Blest Author of this earthly frame, To take a servant’s form He came, That liberating flesh by flesh, Whom He had made might live afresh. In that chaste parent’s holy womb, Celestial grace hath found its home: And she, as earthly bride unknown, Yet call that Offspring blest her own. The mansion of the modest breast Becomes a shrine where God shall rest: The pure and undefiled one Conceived in her womb the Son. That Son, that royal Son she bore, Whom Gabriel’s voice had told afore: Whom, in his Mother yet concealed, The Infant Baptist had revealed. The manger and the straw He bore, The cradle did He not abhor: A little milk His infant fare Who feedeth even each fowl of air. The heavenly chorus filled the sky, The angels sang to God on high, What time to shepherds watching lone They made creation’s Shepherd known. All honor, laud, and glory be, O Jesu, virgin born, to Thee; All glory, as is ever meet, To the Father and to Paraclete.

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• [Isa 7:14] Gracious Savior, Who Didst Honor

  Gracious Savior, who didst honor Womankind as woman’s Son; Very Man, though God begotten, And with God the Father One; Grant our womanhood may be Consecrated, Lord, to Thee. Jesus, Son of human mother, Bless our motherhood, we pray; Give us grace to lead our children, Draw them to Thee day by day; May our sons and daughters be Dedicated, Lord, to Thee. Thou Who didst with Joseph labor, Nor didst humble work disdain, Grant we may Thy footsteps follow Patiently through toil and pain; May our quiet home life be Lived, O Lord, in Thee, to Thee. Thou Who didst go forth in sorrow, Toiling for the souls of men, Thou Who shalt draw all men to Thee, Though despised, rejected then; Humble though our influence be, Use it in the world for Thee.

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• [Isa 7:14] Great God Of Heaven, The

  The great God of Heaven is come down to earth, His mother a virgin, and sinless His birth; The Father eternal His Father alone: He sleeps in the manger; He reigns on the throne. Refrain Then let us adore Him, and praise His great love: To save us poor sinners He came from above. A Babe on the breast of a maiden He lies, Yet sits with the Father on high in the skies; Before Him their faces the seraphim hide, While Joseph stands waiting, unscared, by His side. Refrain Lo! here is Emmanuel, here is the Child, The Son that was promised to Mary so mild; Whose power and dominion shall ever increase, The Prince that shall rule o’er a kingdom of peace. Refrain The Wonderful Counselor, boundless in might, The Father’s own image, the beam of His light; Behold Him now wearing the likeness of man, Weak, helpless, and speechless, in measure a span. Refrain O wonder of wonders, which none can unfold: The Ancient of Days is an hour or two old; The Maker of all things is made of the earth, Man is worshipped by angels, and God comes to birth: Refrain The word in the bliss of the Godhead remains, Yet in flesh comes to suffer the keenest of pains; He is that He was, and forever shall be, But becomes that He was not, for you and for me. Refrain

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• [Isa 7:14] Immanuel, We Sing Thy Praise

  Immanuel, we sing Thy praise; Thou Prince of Life, Thou Fount of Grace, With all Thy saints, Thee, Lord, we sing; Praise, honor, thanks, to Thee we bring. E’er since the world began to be, How many a heart hath longed for Thee! And Thou, O long expected guest, Hast come at last to make us blest! Now art Thou here: we know Thee now: In lowly manger liest Thou: A Child, yet makest all things great; Poor, yet the earth Thy robe of state. Now fearlessly I come to Thee: From sin and grief O set me free! Turn wrath away, dread death destroy, And turn my sorrow into joy. Thou art my Head, my Lord divine: I am Thy member, wholly Thine; And by Thy Spirit’s gracious power Will seek to serve Thee evermore.

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• [Isa 7:14] O Come, O Come, Emmanuel

  O come, O come, Emmanuel, And ransom captive Israel, That mourns in lonely exile here Until the Son of God appear. Refrain Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel shall come to thee, O Israel. O come, Thou Wisdom from on high, Who orderest all things mightily; To us the path of knowledge show, And teach us in her ways to go. Refrain O come, Thou Rod of Jesse, free Thine own from Satan’s tyranny; From depths of hell Thy people save, And give them victory over the grave. Refrain O come, Thou Day-spring, come and cheer Our spirits by Thine advent here; Disperse the gloomy clouds of night, And death’s dark shadows put to flight. Refrain O come, Thou Key of David, come, And open wide our heavenly home; Make safe the way that leads on high, And close the path to misery. Refrain O come, O come, great Lord of might, Who to Thy tribes on Sinai’s height In ancient times once gave the law In cloud and majesty and awe. Refrain O come, Thou Root of Jesse’s tree, An ensign of Thy people be; Before Thee rulers silent fall; All peoples on Thy mercy call. Refrain O come, Desire of nations, bind In one the hearts of all mankind; Bid Thou our sad divisions cease, And be Thyself our King of Peace. Refrain

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• [Isa 7:14] Praise We The Lord This Day

  Praise we the Lord this day, This day so long foretold, Whose promise shone with cheering ray On waiting saints of old. The prophet gave the sign For faithful men to read; A virgin born of David’s line Shall bear the promised seed. Ask not how this should be, But worship and adore, Like her whom Heav’n’s Majesty Came down to shadow o’er. She meekly bowed her head To hear the gracious word, Mary, the pure and lowly maid, The favored of the Lord. Blessèd shall be her name In all the Church on earth, Through whom that wondrous mercy came, The incarnate Savior’s birth. Jesus, the virgin’s Son, We praise Thee and adore, Who art with God the Father One And Spirit evermore.

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• [Isa 7:14] Precious Child, So Sweetly Sleeping

  Precious Child, so sweetly sleeping In a virgin’s fond embrace; Heav’nly hosts their watch are keeping O’er Thy humble dwelling place; Blest Messiah, newborn King, Let my heart its tribute bring. Anthems joyous now are ringing In the skies of Bethlehem; Angels their sweet song are singing, “Peace on earth, good will to men.” Precious Jesus, at Thy birth Heaven’s peace is brought to earth. Sweetly rest, Thou promised Savior, By the prophets long foretold; Brightly beams the Father’s favor, Now all men His love behold. Virgin born Immanuel, Let my tongue Thy praises tell! Promised Savior, I adore Thee, Son of David, Son of God! What can mortals bring before Thee? All is Thine on earthly sod. Take my heart and let it be Filled with love, dear Child, to Thee.

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• [Isa 7:14] Thee, O Immanuel, We Praise

  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. With all Thy saints, Thee, Lord, we sing, Praise, honor, thanks to Thee we bring, That Thou, O long-expected Guest, Hast come at last to make us blest! Since first the world began to be, How many a heart hath longed for Thee; Long years our fathers hoped of old Their eyes might yet Thy light behold. 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 prospered then!” 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. 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. All heav’ns 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. 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. 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. 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.

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• [Isa 7:14] Thou Virgin-born Incarnate Word

  Thou virgin-born incarnate Word, Begotten of the Father, Blest Son of Mary, David’s Lord, In Thy dear Name we gather. As Thou hast promised, be Thou nigh, And hear us as we testify, “Thou art the Christ, our Savior.” The herald in the wilderness Prepares the way before Thee; With him let us Thy Name confess, With him let us adore Thee. Grant that we hearken to his cry, “Repent, the kingdom draweth nigh,” And seek Thee, Christ our Savior. Thou art indeed God’s holy Son, Beloved of Him so dearly, The mighty works that Thou hast done Reveal Thy Godhead clearly: The blind can see, the sick are healed, The lips once dumb are now unsealed, All power is Thine, dear Jesus! Thou art our Peace, our Righteousness, The Rock of our salvation. Clothed in Thy garb of holiness, We fear no condemnation. Thy blood has cleansed away our sin, Through Thee eternal life we win, O crucified Redeemer!

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• [Isa 7:14] Virgin Did Come, A

  A virgin did come from lowliest home, And shelter she fain in a manger would find; For full was the inn, and no room was within, Save where to the stalls the mute oxen they bind. Refrain O how wondrous the love and the deep humility Of Him Who was laid in the manger for me. That Babe was a King, mystic gifts, lo, they bring, Sure tokens they were of some great One to be; To Bethlehem led, Eastern sages have sped From afar “The Desire of all nations” to see. Refrain Accomplished their hope, their treasures they ope— Gold, frankincense, myrrh, to that Infant they brought, Gifts costly and rare, full of meaning they were, Though not yet unveiled were the great truths they taught. Refrain No tokens of state round that royal Babe wait, Seeming least, and yet greatest, of monarchs was He; But in reverence low, princely Magi did bow, As though they divined all His true dignity. Refrain

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• [Isa 7:14] Virgin Most Pure, A

  A virgin most pure, as the prophets do tell, Hath brought forth a Baby, as it hath befell, To be our Redeemer from death, hell and sin, Which Adam’s transgression has wrappèd us in. Refrain And therefore be merry, set sorrow aside; Christ Jesus our Savior was born on this tide. At Bethlehem city, in Jewry it was Where Joseph and Mary together did pass, And there to be taxed, with many one more, For Cæsar commanded the same should be so. Refrain But, when they had entered the city so fair A number of people so mighty was there, That Joseph and Mary, whose substance was small, Could get in the city no lodging at all. Refrain Then were they constrained in a stable to lie, Where oxen and asses they used to tie; Their lodging so simple, they held it no scorn, But against the next morning our Savior was born. Refrain The King of all glory to this world being brought, Small store of fine linen to wrap Him was sought, When Mary had swaddled her young Son so sweet, Within an ox manger she laid Him to sleep. Refrain Then God sent an angel from Heaven so high, To certain poor shepherds in fields where they lie, And bade them no longer in sorrow to stay, Because that our Savior was born on this day. Refrain Then presently after, the shepherds did spy A number of angels appear in the sky; Who joyfully talkèd and sweetly did sing, To God be all glory, our heavenly King. Refrain Three certain wise princes, they thought it most meet To lay their rich offerings at our Savior’s feet; Then the Shepherds consented, and to Bethlehem did go, And when they came thither, they found it was so. Refrain

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• [Isa 7:14] Virgin Unspotted, A

  A virgin unspotted, the prophet foretold, Should bring forth a Savior, which now we behold, To be our Redeemer from death, hell, and sin, Which Adam’s transgression had wrappèd us in. Aye and therefore be merry, set sorrow aside, Christ Jesus our Savior was born on this tide. At Bethlehem city in Jewry it was That Joseph and Mary together did pass, All for to be taxèd with many one moe [sic], Great Caesar commanded the same should be so. Refrain But when they had entered the city so fair, A number of people so mighty was there, That Joseph and Mary, whose substance was small, Could find in the inn there no lodging at all. Refrain Then were they constrained in a stable to lie, Where horses and asses they used for to tie; Their lodging so simple they took it no scorn, But against the next morning our Savior was born. Refrain The King of all kings to this world being brought, Small store of fine linen to wrap Him was sought, But when she had swaddled her young Son so sweet, Within an ox manger she laid Him to sleep. Refrain Then God sent an angel from Heaven so high, To certain poor shepherds in fields where they lie, And bade them no longer in sorrow to stay, Because that our Savior was born on this day. Refrain Then presently after the shepherds did spy Vast numbers of angels to stand in the sky; They joyfully talkèd and sweetly did sing, To God be all glory, our heavenly King. Refrain To teach us humility all this was done, And learn we from thence haughty pride for to shun: A manger His cradle Who came from above, The great God of mercy, of peace and of love. Refrain

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• [Isa 7:14] We Sing, Immanuel, Thy Praise

  We sing, Immanuel, Thy praise, Thou Prince of Life and Fount of grace, Thou Flower of Heaven and Star of morn, Thou Lord of lords, Thou virgin born. Hallelujah! For Thee, since first the world was made, So many hearts have watched and prayed; The patriarchs’ and prophets’ throng For Thee have hoped and waited long. Hallelujah! Now art Thou here, Thou ever blest! In lowly manger dost Thou rest. Thou, making all things great, art small; So poor art Thou, yet clothest all. Hallelujah! From Thee above all gladness flows, Yet Thou must bear such bitter woes; The Gentiles’ Light and Hope Thou art, Yet findest none to soothe Thine heart. Hallelujah! But I, Thy servant, Lord, today Confess my love and freely say, I love Thee truly, but I would That I might love Thee as I should. Hallelujah! I have the will, the power is weak; Yet, Lord, my humble offering take And graciously the love receive Which my poor heart to Thee can give. Hallelujah! Had I no load of sin to bear, Thy grace, O Lord, I could not share; In vain hadst Thou been born for me If from God’s wrath I had been free. Hallelujah! Thus will I sing Thy praises here With joyful spirit year by year; And when we reckon years no more, May I in Heaven Thy Name adore! Hallelujah!

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  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Isa 7:14] Welcome God’s And Mary’s Son

  Welcome God’s and Mary’s Son Jesu, who to earth descending, Didst our nature with Thine own Join in union never ending: Save us from th’oppressor’s rod, Oh our Brother and our God! All was lost in Adam’s fall; All in Thee is now recovered. Once to sin and death a thrall, O’er the pit of hell I hovered: Now I learn to cling to Thee— Once with Adam, one with me. Out of Heav’n didst Thou come down; Out of hell my soul deliver. Scarce a stall in David’s town, Welcomed Thee; but, gracious Giver, Grant to us beyond the sky, Each a starry home on high. Cleaves my soul to dross and dust; Help me, Lord, I sink and perish; Purge my heart of earthly lust, Life divine within me cherish; Dweller in the manger, Thou, Dwell Thyself within me now. Scant and mean the swaddling clothes, Limbs divine, like Thine, to cover! Be the sin my spirit loathes Bound in them and covered over: But myself be clothed in Thee, Jesu, by Thy Spirit free. Ah! the pain that came to Thee, In the hard and narrow manger! May my spirit cradled be In Thy heart, secure from danger, When my weary head is hid Underneath the coffin lid. Is it still the devil’s lust Souls of men in sin to smother? Yet in this I put my trust— God became my Friend and Brother! Heart and mind in Thee to dwell, Help me, mine Immanuel!

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  source: Cyberhymnal