Luke 2:6

• [Luk 2:6] The Friendly Beasts

  Jesus, our Brother, strong and good, Was humbly born in a stable rude, And the friendly beasts around Him stood, Jesus, our Brother, strong and good. “I,” said the donkey, shaggy and brown, “I carried His mother uphill and down, I carried His mother to Bethlehem town; I,” said the donkey, shaggy and brown. “I,” said the cow, all white and red, “I gave Him my manger for His bed, I gave Him hay to pillow His head; I,” said the cow, all white and red. “I,” said the sheep with curly horn, “I gave Him my wool for His blanket warm, He wore my coat on Christmas morn; I,” said the sheep with curly horn. “I,” said the dove, from the rafters high, “I cooed Him to sleep that He should not cry, We cooed Him to sleep, my mate and I; I,” said the dove, from the rafters high. Thus all the beasts, by some good spell, In the stable dark were glad to tell Of the gifts they gave Emmanuel, The gifts they gave Emmanuel.

  source: Cyberhymnal

• [Luk 2:6] Once In Royal David’s City

  Once in royal David’s city Stood a lowly cattle shed, Where a mother laid her Baby In a manger for His bed: Mary was that mother mild, Jesus Christ her little Child. He came down to earth from Heaven, Who is God and Lord of all, And His shelter was a stable, And His cradle was a stall; With the poor, and mean, and lowly, Lived on earth our Savior holy. And, through all His wondrous childhood, He would honor and obey, Love and watch the lowly maiden, In whose gentle arms He lay: Christian children all must be Mild, obedient, good as He. For He is our childhood’s pattern; Day by day, like us He grew; He was little, weak and helpless, Tears and smiles like us He knew; And He feeleth for our sadness, And He shareth in our gladness. And our eyes at last shall see Him, Through His own redeeming love, For that Child so dear and gentle Is our Lord in Heav’n above, And He leads His children on To the place where He is gone. Not in that poor lowly stable, With the oxen standing by, We shall see Him; but in Heaven, Set at God’s right hand on high; Where like stars His children crowned All in white shall wait around.

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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 17:17

• [Luk 17:17] Where Are The Nine?

  Wand’ring afar from the dwellings of men, Hear the sad cry of the lepers, the ten; “Jesus have mercy!” brings healing divine, One came to worship, but where are the nine? Refrain Where are the nine? Where are the nine? Were there not ten cleansed? Where are the nine? Loudly the stranger sang praise to the Lord, Knowing the cure had been wrought by His word, Gratefully owning the Healer divine; Jesus says tenderly, “Where are the nine?” Refrain “Who is this Nazarene?” Pharisees say; “Is He the Christ? Tell us plainly, we pray.” Multitudes follow Him seeking a sign, Show them His mighty works—where are the nine? Refrain Jesus on trial today we can see, Thousands deridingly ask, “Who is He?” How they’re rejecting Him, your Lord and mine! Bring in the witnesses—where are the nine? Refrain

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Luke 23:32

• [Luk 23:32] O Thou From Whom All Goodness Flows

  O Thou, from Whom all goodness flows, I lift my heart to Thee; In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes, Dear Lord, remember me. When groaning on my burdened heart My sins lie heavily, My pardon speak, new peace impart; In love remember me. Temptations sore obstruct my way, And ills I cannot flee: O give me strength, Lord, as my day; For good remember me. Distressed with pain, disease, and grief, This feeble body see; Grant patience, rest, and kind relief: Hear and remember me. If on my face, for Thy dear Name, Shame and reproaches be, All hail reproach, and welcome shame, If Thou remember me. The hour is near; consigned to death, I own the just decree; “Savior,” with my last parting breath I’ll cry, “Remember me.”

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  source: Cyberhymnal