Luke 1:38

• [Luk 1:38] From East West, From Shore To Shore

  From east to west, from shore to shore, Let every heart awake and sing The holy Child Whom Mary bore, The Christ, the everlasting King. Behold, the world’s Creator wears The form and fashion of a slave; Our very flesh our Maker shares, His fallen creature, man, to save. For this how wondrously He wrought! A maiden, in her lowly place, Became, in ways beyond all thought, The chosen vessel of His grace. She bowed her to the angel’s word Declaring what the Father willed, And suddenly the promised Lord That pure and hallowed temple filled. He shrank not from the oxen’s stall, He lay within the manger bed, And He whose bounty feedeth all At Mary’s breast Himself was fed. And while the angels in the sky Sang praise above the silent field, To shepherds poor the Lord Most High, The one great Shepherd, was revealed. All glory for this blessèd morn To God the Father ever be; All praise to Thee, O virgin born, All praise, O Holy Ghost, to Thee.

  source: Cyberhymnal

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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  source: Cyberhymnal

Luke 8:2

• [Luk 8:2] O Daughters Blest Of Galilee

  O daughters blest of Galilee, With Jesus chose ye well to be, Thrice happy holy company. O joy, to see that Master dear! O joy, to live with Him so near! O joy, that gentle voice to hear! O more than joy, to that dear Lord, In purest, deepest love adored, All lowly service to afford. Yea, happy was your lot to bring In loyal homage to your King Each free and gracious offering. O Jesus, throned above the height, Adoring troops of angels bright Wait on Thy bidding day and night. Thy sacred form we cannot see, Yet, Lord, these hands may render Thee Each lowly act of charity. For while, ’mid want and woe we move, And tend Thy poor in gentle love, We minister to Thee above. O gracious Jesus, we confess, Our poor cold love, our nothingness: Yet Thou wilt own, and Thou wilt bless.

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  source: Cyberhymnal