Luke 1:49-50

• [Luk 1:50] There’s A Wideness In God’s Mercy

  There’s a wideness in God’s mercy, Like the wideness of the sea; There’s a kindness in His justice, Which is more than liberty. There is no place where earth’s sorrows Are more felt than up in Heaven; There is no place where earth’s failings Have such kindly judgment given. There is welcome for the sinner, And more graces for the good; There is mercy with the Savior; There is healing in His blood. There is grace enough for thousands Of new worlds as great as this; There is room for fresh creations In that upper home of bliss. For the love of God is broader Than the measure of our mind; And the heart of the Eternal Is most wonderfully kind. There is plentiful redemption In the blood that has been shed; There is joy for all the members In the sorrows of the Head. ’Tis not all we owe to Jesus; It is something more than all; Greater good because of evil, Larger mercy through the fall. If our love were but more simple, We should take Him at His word; And our lives would be all sunshine In the sweetness of our Lord. Souls of men! why will ye scatter Like a crowd of frightened sheep? Foolish hearts! why will ye wander From a love so true and deep? It is God: His love looks mighty, But is mightier than it seems; ’Tis our Father: and His fondness Goes far out beyond our dreams. But we make His love too narrow By false limits of our own; And we magnify His strictness With a zeal He will not own. Was there ever kinder shepherd Half so gentle, half so sweet, As the Savior who would have us Come and gather at His feet?

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Luke 2:11

• [Luk 2:11] All My Heart This Night Rejoices

  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, everywhere, now their joy is ringing. For it dawns, the promised morrow Of His birth, who the earth rescues from her sorrow. God to wear our form descendeth; Of His grace to our race here His Son He sendeth. Yea, so truly for us careth, That His Son, all we’ve done, as our offering beareth; As our Lamb Who, dying for us, Bears our load, and to God, doeth in peace restore us. Hark! a voice from yonder manger, Soft and sweet, doth entreat, “Flee from woe and danger; Brethren, come; from all that grieves 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 poor and wretched: Know His will is to fill every hand outstretchèd; Here are riches without measure, Here forget all regret, fill your hearts with treasure. Blessèd Savior, let me find Thee! Keep Thou me close to Thee, cast me not behind Thee! Life of life, my heart Thou stillest, Calm I rest on Thy breast, all this void Thou fillest. 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. Forth today the Conqueror goeth, Who the foe, sin and woe, death and hell, o’erthroweth. God is man, man to deliver; His dear Son now is one with our blood forever. Shall we still dread God’s displeasure, Who, to save, freely gave His most cherished Treasure? To redeem us, He hath given His own Son from the throne of His might in Heaven. Should He who Himself imparted Aught withhold from the fold, leave us broken hearted? Should the Son of God not love us, Who, to cheer sufferers here, left His throne above us? If our blessèd Lord and Maker Hated men, would He then be of flesh partaker? If He in our woe delighted, Would He bear all the care of our race benighted? He becomes the Lamb that taketh Sin away and for aye full atonement maketh. For our life His own He tenders And our race, by His grace, meet for glory renders.

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• [Luk 2:11] All My Heart With Joy Is Springing

  All my heart with joy is springing, While in air everywhere Angel choirs are singing. Hear them to the shepherds telling: “Christ is born! On this morn God with man is dwelling.” To this lower world descendeth, From above, He whose love All our sorrows endeth. He who breath and being gave us, Quits the skies, lives and dies In our flesh to save us. Christ our Lamb so meek and loving Dries our tears, calms our fears, All our sins removing; Christ our Lamb, who suffers with us; He can quell death and hell, And to peace restore us. Hark, from yon dark manger lowly, Breezes soft seem to waft Gentle words and holy: “Sigh no more, away with sadness Brethren dear; I am here, Bringing hope and gladness.” Come ye now, and kneel before Him; Mortals all, great and small, Worship and adore Him: Love your King, whose love invites you: Lo, His star from afar To His dwelling lights you. Ye, whom galling want oppresses Here ye find comfort kind, Balm for your distresses: Noblest treasures here are given; Riches true wait for you Poor of Christ, in Heaven. Ye who strive with fierce temptation, Sorrow-stung, conscience-wrung, Here is consolation: For the woes which men inherit Christ can feel, Christ will heal Every wounded spirit. Kind Redeemer, knit Thee to us; Quelling sin, reign within, With Thy grace renew us: Make us Thine by true repentance; Let us hear, free from fear, Lord, Thy final sentence. Ours be Thy pure love, O Savior, Ours Thy faith, strong in death, Ours Thy meek behavior; Here let us, on Thee depending, In Thee die, with Thee fly To the bliss unending.

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• [Luk 2:11] Babe Is Born, A

  A Babe is born, all of a maid, To bring salvation unto us; No more are we to sing afraid, Veni Creator Spiritus. At Bethlehem, that blessèd place, The Child of bliss then born He was; Him aye to serve, God give us grace, O Lux beata Trinitas. There came three kings out of the East, To worship there that King so free; With gold and myrrh and frankincense, A solis ortus cardine. The shepherds heard an angel cry, A merry song that night sang he, “Why are ye all so sore aghast?” Iam lucis orto sidere. The angel came down with a cry, A fair and joyful song sang he, All in the worship of that Child, Gloria Tibi Domine.

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• [Luk 2:11] Babe Is Born In Bethlehem, A

  A Babe is born in Bethlehem, Bethlehem, Therefore rejoice Jerusalem, Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Within a manger He doth lie, He doth lie, Whose throne is set above the sky. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Stillness was all the manger round, manger round, The creature its Creator found. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! The wise men came, led by the star, by the star, Gold, myrrh, and incense brought from far. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! His mother is the virgin mild, virgin mild, And He the Father’s only Child. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! The serpent’s wound He beareth not, beareth not, Yet takes our blood, and shares our lot, Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Our human flesh He enters in, enters in, But bears no single taint of sin. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! To fallen man Himself He bowed, self He bowed, That He might lift us up to God. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! On this most blessèd Jubilee, Jubilee, All glory be, O God, to Thee. Hallelujah! Hallelujah! O Holy Three, we Thee adore, Thee adore, This day, henceforth, forevermore. Hallelujah! Hallelujah!

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• [Luk 2:11] Bring A Torch, Jeanette, Isabella

  Bring a torch, Jeanette, Isabella Bring a torch, come swiftly and run. Christ is born, tell the folk of the village, Jesus is sleeping in His cradle, Ah, ah, beautiful is the mother, Ah, ah, beautiful is her Son. Hasten now, good folk of the village, Hasten now, the Christ Child to see. You will find Him asleep in a manger, Quietly come and whisper softly, Hush, hush, peacefully now He slumbers, Hush, hush, peacefully now He sleeps.

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• [Luk 2:11] Carol, Sweetly Carol

  Carol, sweetly carol, A Savior born today; Bear the joyful tidings, Oh, bear them far away: Carol, sweetly carol, Till earth’s remotest bound Shall hear the mighty chorus, And echo back the sound. Refrain Carol, sweetly carol, Carol, sweetly today; Bear the joyful tidings, Oh, bear them far away. Carol, sweetly carol, As when the angel throng O’er the vales of Judah Awoke the heavenly song: Carol, sweetly carol, Goodwill, and peace, and love, Glory in the highest To God Who reigns above. Refrain Carol, sweetly carol, The happy Christmas time: Hark! the bells are pealing Their merry, merry chime: Carol, sweetly carol Ye shining ones above, Sing in loudest numbers Oh, sing redeeming love. Refrain

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• [Luk 2:11] Child This Day Is Born, A

  A Child this day is born, A Child of high renown. Most worthy of a scepter, A scepter and a crown. Refrain Noëls, noëls, noëls, Noëls sing all we may, Because the King of all kings Was born this blessèd day. The which the holy prophets Spoke of long time before, That from the fall of Adam He should us all restore. Refrain This Child both God and Man From Heaven down to us came, He is the King of all Kings, And Jesus is His Name. Refrain These tidings shepherds heard In their field watching their fold, Was by an angel unto them That night revealed and told. Refrain Who standing near by them To them shinèd so bright, That they amazèd were At that most glorious sight. Refrain To whom the angel spoke, Saying, “Be not afraid; Be glad, poor silly shepherds; Why are you so dismayed?” Refrain “For lo, I bring you tidings Of gladness and of mirth, Which cometh to all people by This holy Infant’s birth.” Refrain “Him hath God lifted up As light and shepherd’s horn, Which in the city of David This present time was born.” Refrain “The only Son of God was He The Lord and God most highest; And He is the true Shepherd, The young Child Jesus Christ.” Refrain Then there was with the angel A host incontinent Of heavenly bright soldiers, Which from the Highest was sent. Refrain Lauding the Lord our God, And His celestial King; “All glory be in paradise,” This heavenly host did sing. Refrain “Glory be unto our God, That sitteth still on high, With praises and with triumph great, And joyful melody.” Refrain But when this holy army Of heavenly soldiers bright Was unto God returnèd And vanished out of sight; Refrain The shepherds hearts joyful At this great glorious news That the King of all kings Was risen amongst the Jews. Refrain Without the least of hindrance Anon they went in then, And found the young Child Jesus Christ Thus born in Bethlehem. Refrain And as the angel told them, So to them did appear; They found the young Child Jesus Christ With Mary his mother dear. Refrain Now such a place it was Where this was come to pass For want of room this Child was laid Betwixt an ox and ass. Refrain Not sumptuously, but simply Was this young King arrayed, A manger was the cradle Where this young Child was laid. Refrain No pride at all was found In this most holy Child, But He being void of all sin The Lamb of god most mild. Refrain His body unto bitter pains He gave to set us free: He is our Savior Jesus Christ And none but only He. Refrain To Father, Son and Holy Ghost All glory be therefore, To Whom be all dominion Both now and evermore. Refrain

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• [Luk 2:11] Christians, Carol Sweetly

  Christians, carol sweetly, up today and sing! ’Tis the happy birthday of our holy King: Haste we then to greet Him, humbly falling down, While our hands entwine Him, dearest Babe, a crown. Crowds of snow-white angels throng the golden stair; All things are delightful, all things passing fair; Bells, clear music making, peal the news to earth; Chimes within make answer, all is glee and mirth. Michael, at the manger, bows his royal face; Gabriel, with lily, hides transcendent grace: For, dear friends, the glory of that lowly bed Overpowers the beauty on archangels shed. Shall I tell of Joseph, who, with rapt surprise, Sees the light from Godhead fill those infant eyes? Shall I sing of Mary, who, upon her breast, Cradles her Creator, soothes Him to His rest? Angels, Mary, Joseph, yes, I greet you all! Falling down in worship at the manger stall! For you hail our Monarch, born a Child today; So with you I worship and my homage pay.

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• [Luk 2:11] Come Hither, Ye Children

  Come hither, ye children, O come one and all, To Bethlehem haste, to the manger so small; God’s Son for a gift has been sent you this night To be your Redeemer, your joy and delight. He’s born in a stable for you and for me, Draw near by the bright gleaming starlight to see, In swaddling clothes lying, so meek and so mild, And purer than angels—the heavenly Child. See Mary and Joseph with love-beaming eyes Are gazing upon the rude bed where He lies; The shepherds are kneeling, with hearts full of love, While angels sing loud hallelujahs above. Kneel down and adore Him with shepherds today, Lift up little hands now and praise Him as they; Rejoice that a Savior from sin you can boast, And join in the song of the heavenly host. O Jesus, my Savior, what must not be done, What must not be suffered for sin to atone! From infancy sorrow and pain Thou must know Till Thou on the cross tasteth death’s bitter woe. Dear Christ Child, what gifts can we children bestow, By which our affection and gladness to show? No riches and treasures of value can be, But hearts that believe are accepted with Thee. Our hearts, then, to Thee we will offer today, We offer them gladly; accept them we pray, And make them so spotless and pure that we may Abide in Thy presence in Heaven for aye.

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• [Luk 2:11] Come Hither, Ye Faithful

  Come hither, ye faithful, Triumphantly sing! Come, see in the manger, The angels’ dread King! Refrain To Bethlehem hasten with joyful accord! O come ye, come hither, O come ye, come hither, O come ye, come hither to worship the Lord. True Son of the Father, He comes from the skies; To be born of a virgin He doth not despise. Refrain Hark! hark! to the angels! All singing in Heav’n, “To God in the highest All glory be given!” Refrain To Thee, then, O Jesu, this day of Thy birth, Be glory and honor through heaven and earth True Godhead incarnate! Omnipotent Word! O come let us hasten, O come let us hasten, O come let us hasten, to worship the Lord!

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• [Luk 2:11] Come, Listen To My Story

  Come, listen to my story, Christus natus hodie: Born is the King of glory, Rex de Virgine. Nowell, Nowell, good news I tell, God comes on earth a stranger: Eya! Emmanuel Lies cradled in a manger. Came angels down, a number, On the midnight of His birth: “Ye shepherds, wake from slumber: Peace, goodwill on earth, And bliss on high,” the angels cry, “To you is born and given, Eya! of maid Marie, Th’almighty Lord of Heaven.” Then rode three kings together, Over desert, hill, and dale: Nought caring for the weather, Sleet, and snow, and hail. They came from far, led by a star, With beams that never vary: Eya! full fain they are To see the Babe of Mary. Away then banish sorrow; Nato Regi psallite; Sith Christ is born this morrow, Benedicte. With angels eke and shepherds meek, And with yon eastern sages, Eya! let us go seek The newborn King of ages.

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• [Luk 2:11] Come, Shepherds, Come!

  Come, shepherds, come! shake off your sleep, And ope your weary eyes; ’Tis time to leave your folded sheep, Come, shepherds, come, arise! Hark! angels clad in bright array, Burst forth in heav’nly song; See! night grows brighter than the day, Lit by their glistening throng. Around the hut wherein I slept A gleam of light was seen. And golden strings of harps were swept By angels clad in sheen. What sounds of joy the air then stirred! What hymns of holy rest! In terra pax above I heard And Christus natus est. We, too, this welcome news did hear From angels in the air, They bade us cast away all fear, And to the town repair. We hastened to the humble stall, The Holy Child we sought; On bended knee each one did fall, And humble offerings brought. Then know, all friends, who wish to see Your sweet Redeemer’s face, Though long, the way full short will be, If ye but ask His grace. No thorns your faithful steps shall stay And light will shine around; All doubts and fears will pass away When Jesus Christ is found.

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• [Luk 2:11] I Sing The Birth Was Born Tonight

  I sing the birth was born tonight, The Author both of life and light; The angels so did sound it, And like the ravished shepherds said, Who saw the light, and were afraid, Yet searched, and true they found it. The Son of God, th’eternal King, That did us all salvation bring, And freed the soul from danger; He Whom the whole world could not take, The Word, which Heaven and earth did make, Was now laid in a manger. The Father’s wisdom willed it so, The Son’s obedience knew no “No,” Both wills were in one stature; And as that wisdom had decreed, The Word was now made Flesh indeed, And took on Him our nature. What comfort by Him do we win? Who made Himself the Prince of sin, To make us heirs of glory? To see this Babe, all innocence, A Martyr born in our defense, Can man forget this story?

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• [Luk 2:11] Joyful Morn Is Breaking, The

  The joyful morn is breaking, the brightest morn on earth, Through all creation waking the joy of Jesus’ birth. His star above is glistening, where Jesus cradled lies, And all the earth is listening, the carol of the skies. High strains of praise are swelling, from angel hosts on high, And one soft voice is telling glad tidings from the sky; Tidings of free salvation, of peace on earth below, Through every land and nation, the blessèd word shall go. His children’s songs shall name Him in many a tongue today; His Church shall yet proclaim Him to people far away; Till idols fall before Him, till strife and wrong shall cease, Till all the earth adore Him, th’eternal Prince of Peace.

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• [Luk 2:11] Like Silver Lamps In A Distant Shrine

  Like silver lamps in a distant shrine, The stars are sparkling bright; The bells of the city of God ring out, For the Son of Mary is born tonight. The gloom is past, and the morn at last Is coming with orient light. No earthly songs are half so sweet As those which are filling the skies, And never a palace shone half so fair As the manger-bed where our Savior lies; No night in the year is half so dear As this which has ended our sighs. The stars of heaven still shine as at first They gleamed on this wonderful night, The bells of the city of God peal out, And the angels’ song still rings in the height, And loves still turns where the Godhead burns, Hid in flesh from fleshly sight. Faith sees no longer the stable floor, The pavement of sapphire is there, The clear light of Heaven streams out to the world, And the angels of God are crowding the air, And Heaven and earth, thro’ the spotless birth, Are at peace on this night so fair.

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• [Luk 2:11] Little Child Is Born Tonight, A

  A little Child is born tonight, And He shall lead His own, To endless day, to glory bright, To lands of everlasting light, And to our Father’s throne. A little Child is born tonight, And in the starry sky, To Him the angels carols bring: ”Good will and peace to men,” they sing, ”Glory to God on high, Glory to God on high.“ A little Child is born tonight, And shepherds haste to see Their God and King in infant form, And worship with their true hearts warm, The Christ on bended knee. A little Child is born tonight, And wise men from afar Follow afresh that wondrous light, That gloweth in the heav’nly height, The Savior’s morning star, The Savior’s morning star. A little Child is born tonight, To hearts for long years lone, To Anna, widow, Simeon, sage Their Star of childhood, joy of age, For evermore their own. A little Child is born tonight, O come ye, one and all, And hail in faith, and hope, and love, The Child Who left his throne above, To lie in yonder stall, To lie in yonder stall.

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• [Luk 2:11] Make Thee Ready, As Best Thou Art Able

  Make thee ready, as best thou art able, Little Bethlehem, garnish the bed, Tho’ it be but a crib in a stable, Where the Infant may pillow His head, Where the Infant may pillow His head. Type and shadow of yore are now ended; Lo, the substance is come, as I ken; Truth Incarnate to earth is descended, God hath pitchèd His tent among men. God hath pitchèd His tent among men. He is past through the virginal portal; The Invisible doth not decline To be found in the fashion of mortal, For to make human nature divine, For to make human nature divine. Wherefore Adam and Eva, forgiven Their iniquity cry, “By the grace And goodwill of our Lord are we shriven; Seen of men, He doth ransom our race; Seen of men, He doth ransom our race.”

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• [Luk 2:11] On The Birthday Of The Lord

  On the birthday of the Lord Angels joy in glad accord, And they sing in sweetest tone, Glory be to God alone, Glory be to God alone. Refrain God is born of maiden fair, Mary doth the Savior bear; Mary ever pure, Mary ever pure. These good news an angel told To the shepherds by their fold, Told them of the Savior’s birth, Told them of the joy for earth, Told them of the joy for earth. Refrain Born is now Emmanuel, He, announced by Gabriel, He, whom prophets old attest, Cometh from His Father’s breast, Cometh from His Father’s breast. Refrain Born today is Christ the Child, Born of Mary undefiled, Born the King and Lord we own; Glory be to God alone, Glory be to God alone. Refrain

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• [Luk 2:11] Praise God The Lord, Ye Sons Of Men

  Praise God the Lord, ye sons of men, Before His highest throne; Today He opens Heav’n again And gives us His own Son. He leaves His heav’nly Father’s throne Is born an Infant small, And in a manger, poor and lone, Lies in a humble stall. He veils in flesh His power divine A servant’s form to take; In want and lowliness must pine Who Heav’n and earth did make. He nestles at His mother’s breast, Receives her tender care, Whom angels hail with joy most blest, King David’s royal Heir. ’Tis He who in these latter days From Judah’s tribe should come, By Whom the Father would upraise The Church, His Christendom. A wondrous change which He does make! He takes our flesh and blood, And He conceals for sinners’ sake His majesty of God. He serves that I a lord may be; A great exchange indeed! Could Jesus’ love do more for me To help me in my need? He opens us again the door Of paradise today; The angel guards the gate no more To God our thanks we pay.

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• [Luk 2:11] Rejoice, Rejoice, This Happy Morn

  Rejoice, rejoice this happy morn, A Savior unto us is born, The Christ the Lord of Glory. His lowly birth in Bethlehem The angels from on high proclaim And sing redemption’s story. My soul, extol God’s great favor, Bless Him ever for salvation. Give Him praise and adoration.
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• [Luk 2:11] Ring On, Ye Bells

  Ring, merry bells, this day is born a King; To the waiting shepherds angels sing; With gifts of love they journey from afar, Guided to the manger by the star. Refrain Ring on, ye bells, ye merry bells, Let sweetest anthems fill each heart with joy today; Ring on, ye bells, ye merry bells, Ring out the message clear, Let all the nations hear, Thy message brings to all good cheer, This happy Christmas Day. Ring, bells of Christmas! Merrily ye chime, Send your notes of joy to every clime. Drive out the darkness, set the burdened free, Let the land resound with songs of glee. Refrain Ring on, ye bells, there’s music everywhere, In thy merry notes we’ll lose our care; Free from all sorrow, hearts so light and gay, Join we in thy praise, this Christmas day. Refrain

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• [Luk 2:11] Ring, Ring The Bells, The Joyful Bells

  Ring, ring the bells, the joyful bells, This merry Christmas morn; Their sweet, melodious music tells The day that Christ was born. Sweetly they sound o’er vale and glen; Hark! how their music swells With “Peace on earth, good will to men!” O merry Christmas bells! Refrain Ring, ring the bells, the joyful bells, The bells, the merry, merry Christmas bells, Ring, ring the merry Christmas bells. Ring, ring the bells, the Christmas bells, For in their joyous chime Once more on earth the chorus swells Of angel song sublime. The sweet old story, ever new, Falls on the heart again, Refreshing as the early dew, Or the soft summer rain. Refrain Ring, ring the bells, the Christmas bells, Prophetic of the day When He of whom their music tells Shall all the nations sway; Shall bless and fill and rule each heart, Shall bid all sorrows cease, And give His own the better part Of everlasting peace. Refrain

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• [Luk 2:11] This Blessed Night

  This blessed night we seek Your throne In awe and wonder at that birth: The Child of Bethlehem who brought God’s grace and love back down to earth. Joseph and Mary, chosen ones, As parents to Your only Son, In faith they trudg’d those weary miles In order that Your will be done. Then shepherds, high in fields above The manger in a lowly shed, Heard angel messengers sing out Their “Peace on Earth, good will to men.” Wrapped round in cloths they found the Babe Lying at rest upon the hay. It was for us this Child was born And brought to us God’s bright new day. Eternal hope for all mankind! The price of sin You chose to pay! O Babe of Heaven, we sing Your praise And at Your feet our hearts we lay! O grant us now, dear Lord, we pray, That we might serve You as we ought. Teach us to yield our wills to Yours And live in peace as we’ve been taught.

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• [Luk 2:11] This Day A Child Is Born

  This day a Child is born, Offspring of God’s pure love, True Word, the Everlasting, And Wisdom from above! Refrain Noel, Noel, Noel! All through the day we sing, To greet the loving Savior, Our Prophet, Priest and King. This day is Jesus born, Made flesh the Son of Man, Who erst did reign in glory, Before the world began! Refrain This day a Child is born, Creator, King and Lord, In majesty all glorious, By Heav’n and earth adored. Refrain This day the Light has come, Bright Beam of peace and love, Way, Truth, and Life, sure Guidance, To our blest home above! Refrain This day the Shepherd came To shepherds in the field, That we, His sheep, might find Him, And He to death might yield. Refrain One day our Judge will come, And all shall hear His voice; That day, sweet Jesus, bid us, With all Thy sheep, rejoice! Refrain

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Luke 4:32

• [Luk 4:32] His Word Was With Power

  There’s pow’r, mighty pow’r in the word of the King; He speaks, and the captive is free; The lips of the dumb with rejoicing shall sing; O speak, blessèd Savior, to me! Refrain O the pow’r, mighty pow’r, In the word of my Savior and King! O the pow’r, mighty pow’r! For Jesus salvation shall bring. There’s pow’r, mighty pow’r in the pardoning word; He said, “Go, and sin now no more!” How sweet was the hour when forgiveness I heard, And mercy had opened the door! Refrain There’s pow’r, mighty pow’r in the word of the Lord, And strength He will give, when we pray, To follow His footsteps, His goodness record, And walk in love’s beautiful way. Refrain

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Luke 5:20

• [Luk 5:20] The Hallowed Spot

  There is a spot to me more dear Than native vale or mountain; A spot for which affection’s tear Springs grateful from its fountain. ’Tis not where kindred souls abound, Though that is almost Heaven, But where I first my Savior found, And felt my sins forgiven. Hard was my toil to reach the shore, Long tossed upon the ocean; Above me was the thunder’s roar, Beneath, the wave’s commotion. Darkly the pall of night was thrown Around me faint with terror; In that dark hour how did my groan Ascend for years of error. Sinking and panting as for breath I knew not help was near me; I cried, “Oh, save me, Lord from death, Immortal Jesus, hear me.” Then quick as thought I felt Him mine, My Savior stood before me; I saw His brightness round me shine, And shouted “Glory, Glory.” O sacred hour! O hallowed spot! Where love divine first found me; Wherever falls my distant lot, My heart shall linger round thee. And when from earth I rise, to soar Up to my home in Heaven, Down will I cast my eyes once more, Where I was first forgiven.

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Luke 8:48

• [Luk 8:48] Jesu! Speak To Me In Love

  Jesu! speak to me in love, Restless, storm tossed in my sin; With Thy mighty voice, O Lord, Thy great calm create within; Bid the stormy winds to cease, Bid, O bid me go in peace. To Thee, Jesu, do I fly, Wakened from my soul’s dread sleep; None but Thou can save me, Lord, In this hour of anguish deep; Thou alone canst give release, Bid, O bid me go in peace. Weeping at Thy feet I fall, Wearied, burdened, lonely, sad; Thou dost bid me come, my Lord, Thou alone canst make me glad; Jesu, grant my soul release, Bid, O bid me go in peace. Boldly at Thy throne of grace, Lord, I now forgiveness seek; In Thy tender, pitying love To my soul Thy pardon speak. Jesu! make my anguish cease, Bid, O bid me go in peace. Prince of Peace! Who in Thy death Didst for me the ransom pay, Cleanse me in Thy precious blood, Give to me Thy peace today. Now, Lord, grant my soul release, Now, Lord, bid me go in peace.

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Luke 11:28

• [Luk 11:28] How Blest Are They Who Hear God’s Word

  How blest are they who hear God’s Word And keep and heed what they have heard! They wisdom daily gather; Their light shines brighter day by day, And while they tread life’s weary way, They have the oil of gladness To soothe their pain and sadness. God’s Word a treasure is to me, Through sorrow’s night my sun shall be, The shield of faith in battle. The Father’s hand hath written there My title as His child and heir, “The kingdom’s thine forever.” That promise faileth never. Today I was my Savior’s guest, My soul was here so richly blest, The Bread of Life receiving. Oh, may thereby my faith prevail, So that its fruits shall never fail Till my account is given Before the throne in Heaven!

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• [Luk 11:28] O Blessed Bible

  O blessèd, blessèd Bible, Our treasured book divine, With hope, and joy, and comfort, Thy pages brightly shine. Refrain More precious still than rubies, More pure than purest gold, Our blessèd, blessèd Bible, Thy worth can ne’er be told. Thou tellest us of Jesus, The Son of God above, Who came the world to ransom, So great His wondrous love. Refrain O blessèd, blessèd Bible, That God Himself hath giv’n, To fit us for His kingdom, Of endless life in Heav’n. Refrain

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Luke 19:40-41

• [Luk 19:40] Glory Be To God On High

  Glory be to God on high, Alleluia! Let the whole creation cry, Alleluia! Peace and blessing He has given, Alleluia! Earth repeat the songs of heaven, Alleluia! Creatures of the field and flood, Alleluia! Earth and sea cry “God is good,” Alleluia! Toiling pilgrims raise the song, Alleluia! Saints in light the strain prolong, Alleluia! Stars that have no voice to sing Alleluia! Give their glory to our King, Alleluia! Silent powers and angels’ song, Alleluia! All unto our God belong, Alleluia!

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• [Luk 19:40] When, His Salvation Bringing

  When, His salvation bringing, To Zion Jesus came, The children all stood singing Hosanna to His Name; Nor did their zeal offend Him, But, as He rode along, He let them still attend Him, And smiled to hear their song. And since the Lord retaineth His love for children still, Though now as King He reigneth On Zion’s heavenly hill, We’ll flock around His banner Who sits upon His throne, And cry aloud, “Hosanna To David’s royal Son!” For should we fail proclaiming Our great Redeemer’s praise, The stones, our silence shaming, Would their hosannas raise. But shall we only render The tribute of our words? No; while our hearts are tender, They too shall be the Lord’s.

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• [Luk 19:41] Did Christ O’er Sinners Weep?

  Did Christ o’er sinners weep, And shall our cheeks be dry? Let floods of penitential grief Burst forth from every eye. The Son of God in tears The wondering angels see: Be thou astonished, O my soul; He shed those tears for thee. He wept that we might weep; Each sin demands a tear; In heaven alone no sin is found, And there’s no weeping there.
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Luke 22:41

• [Luk 22:41] I Stand Amazed In The Presence

  I stand amazed in the presence Of Jesus the Nazarene, And wonder how He could love me, A sinner, condemned, unclean. Refrain O how marvelous! O how wonderful! And my song shall ever be: O how marvelous! O how wonderful! Is my Savior’s love for me! For me it was in the garden He prayed: “Not My will, but Thine.” He had no tears for His own griefs, But sweat drops of blood for mine. Refrain In pity angels beheld Him, And came from the world of light To comfort Him in the sorrows He bore for my soul that night. Refrain He took my sins and my sorrows, He made them His very own; He bore the burden to Calvary, And suffered and died alone. Refrain When with the ransomed in glory His face I at last shall see, ’Twill be my joy through the ages To sing of His love for me. Refrain

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Luke 23:42

• [Luk 23:42] Jesus, Thou Art The Sinner’s Friend

  Jesus, Thou art the sinner’s Friend; As such I look to Thee; Now, in the fullness of Thy love, O Lord, remember me. Remember Thy pure Word of grace, Remember Calvary’s tree, Remember all Thy dying groans, And then remember me. Thou wondrous Advocate with God, I yield my soul to Thee; While Thou art pleading on the throne, Dear Lord, remember me. Lord, I am guilty, I am vile, But Thy salvation’s free; Then, in Thine all abounding grace, Dear Lord, remember me. Howe’er forsaken or despised, Howe’er oppressed I be, Howe’er forgotten here on earth, Do Thou remember me. And when I close my eyes in death, And human help shall flee, Then, then, my dear redeeming God, O then remember me.

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• [Luk 23:42] Lord, When Thy Kingdom Comes

  “Lord, when Thy kingdom comes, remember me”; Thus spake the dying lips to dying ears; O faith, which in that darkest hour could see The promised glory of the far off years! No kingly sign declares that glory now, No ray of hope lights up that awful hour; A thorny crown surrounds the bleeding brow, The hands are stretched in weakness, not in power. Yet hear the word the dying Savior saith, “Thou too shalt rest in Paradise today”; O words of love to answer words of faith! O words of hope for those who live to pray! Lord, when with dying lips my prayer is said, Grant that in faith Thy kingdom I may see; And, thinking on Thy cross and bleeding head, May breathe my parting words, “Remember me.” Remember me, but not my shame or sin; Thy cleansing blood hath washed them all away; Thy precious death for me did pardon win; Thy blood redeemed me in that awful day. Remember me, yet how canst Thou forget What pain and anguish I have caused to Thee, The cross, the agony, the bloody sweat, And all the sorrow Thou didst bear for me? Remember me, and, ere I pass away, Speak Thou th’assuring word that sets us free, And make Thy promise to my heart, “Today Thou too shalt rest in Paradise with Me.”

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