Luke 2:22

• [Luk 2:22] Hail To The Lord Who Comes

  Hail to the Lord Who comes, Comes to His temple gate; Not with His angel host, Not in His kingly state; No shouts proclaim Him nigh, No crowds His coming wait. But, borne upon the throne Of Mary’s gentle breast, Watched by her duteous love, In her fond arms at rest, Thus to His Father’s house He comes, the heav’nly Guest. There Joseph at her side In reverent wonder stands, And, filled with holy joy, Old Simeon in his hands Takes up the promised Child, The Glory of all lands. Hail to the great First-born Whose ransom price they pay! The Son before all worlds, The Child of man today, That He might ransom us Who still in bondage lay. O Light of all the earth, Thy children wait for Thee! Come to Thy temples here, That we, from sin set free, Before Thy Father’s face May all presented be!

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• [Luk 2:22] O Happy Day, When First Was Poured

  O happy day, when first was poured The blood of our redeeming Lord! O happy day, when first began His sufferings for sinful man! Just entered on this world of woe, His blood already learned to flow; His future death was thus expressed, And thus His early love confessed. From heaven descending to fulfill The mandates of His Father’s will, E’en now behold the victim lie, The Lamb of God, prepared to die! Lord, circumcise our hearts, we pray, Our fleshly natures purge away; Thy Name, Thy likeness may they bear: Yea, stamp Thy holy image there! O Lord, the virgin born, to Thee Eternal praise and glory be, Whom with the Father we adore, And Holy Ghost forevermore.

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Luke 8:1

• [Luk 8:1] What’s The News?

  Whene’er we meet, you always say, What’s the news? what’s the news? Pray what’s the order of the day? What’s the news? what’s the news? O! I have got good news to tell! My Savior hath done all things well, And triumphed over death and hell— That’s the news! that’s the news! The Lamb was slain on Calvary! That’s the news! that’s the news! To set a world of sinners free, That’s the news! that’s the news! ’Twas there His precious blood was shed, ’Twas there He bowed His sacred head, But now He’s risen from the dead, That’s the news! that’s the news! His work’s reviving all around, That’s the news! that’s the news! And many have redemption found— That’s the news! that’s the news! And since their souls have caught the flame, They shout hosanna to His Name, And all around they spread His fame— That’s the news! that’s the news! The Lord has pardoned all my sin— That’s the news! that’s the news! I feel the witness now within— That’s the news! that’s the news! And since He took my sins away, And taught me how to watch and pray, I’m happy now from day to day— That’s the news! that’s the news! And Christ the Lord can save you now— That’s the news! that’s the news! Your sinful heart He can renew— That’s the news! that’s the news! This moment, if for sins you grieve, This moment, if you do believe, A full acquittal you’ll receive— That’s the news! that’s the news! And now if any one should say, What’s the news! what’s the news? O tell them you’ve begun to pray— That’s the news! that’s the news! That you have joined the conquering band, And now, with joy, at God’s command, You’re marching to the better land— That’s the news! that’s the news!

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Luke 14:17

• [Luk 14:17] The Blessed Feast

  Come, poor sinner, to the blessèd, blessèd feast, O hear the call—thy Savior’s call; Haste to meet Him, He will welcome thee His guest, O rejoice, there’s room for all. Refrain Whosoever will in that feast may share, In our Father’s house there is bread to spare; Come to Jesus, He is waiting, waiting now, Come, O come, there’s room for all. Art thou weary? Wouldst thou lay thy weight aside? Then rest thee here, the cross is near; See where Jesus thy Redeemer bled and died, Come and taste His mercy here. Refrain Hark, He bids thee to the crimson fountain go, It flows so free, so pure for thee; He will wash thee and will make thee white as snow, Thou His happy child shalt be. Refrain Come to Jesus, and thy burden He will bear, The feast is spread, lift up thy head; Come, and rest thee in the Savior’s gentle care, By His love thou shalt be fed. Refrain

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