Luke 2:40

• [Luk 2:40] By Cool Siloam’s Shady Rill

  By cool Siloam’s shady rill How fair the lily grows! How sweet the breath, beneath the hill, Of Sharon’s dewy rose! Lo! such the child whose early feet The paths of peace have trod, Whose secret heart, with influence sweet, Is upward drawn to God. By cool Siloam’s shady rill The lily must decay; The rose that blooms beneath the hill Must shortly fade away. And soon, too soon, the wintry hour Of man’s maturer age Will shake the soul with sorrow’s power And stormy passion’s rage. O Thou Whose infant feet were found Within Thy Father’s shrine, Whose years with changeless virtue crowned, Were all alike divine. Dependent on Thy bounteous breath, We seek Thy grace alone, In childhood, manhood, age, and death To keep us still Thine own.

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• [Luk 2:40] Jesus Was A Child Like Me

  Once Jesus was a child like me, But O, so kind and true; His ever watchful eye can see The very things I do. Refrain Yes, Jesus was a child like me, But O, so pure and true; My blessèd Savior He will be, If I but love Him, too. He played upon the village street, In such a pleasant way; And ran with glad and willing feet, His parents to obey. Refrain I want to be His little child, And more like Him to grow; And ever truthful, good and mild, Because He loves me so. Refrain And now to Jesus I will pray, To pardon me from sin; And if I serve Him every day, His blessing I shall win. Refrain

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• [Luk 2:40] What Wisdom, Majesty And Grace

  What wisdom, majesty and grace Through all the Gospel shine! ’Tis God that speaks, and we confess The doctrine most divine. Down from His starry throne on high, Th’almighty Savior comes; Lays His bright robes of glory by, And feeble flesh assumes. The mighty debt that sinners owed, Upon the cross He pays; Then through the clouds ascends to God, ’Midst shouts of loftiest praise. There He, our great High Priest, appears, Before His Father’s throne; Mingles His merits with our tears, And pours salvation down.

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Luke 2:52

• [Luk 2:52] In Stature Grows The Heavenly Child

  In stature grows the heavenly Child, With death before His eyes; A Lamb unblemished, meek and mild, Prepared for sacrifice. The Son of God His glory hides With parents mean and poor; And He Who made the heaven abides In dwelling place obscure. Those mighty hands that stay the sky No earthly toil refuse; And He Who set the stars on high An humble trade pursues. He before Whom the angels stand, At Whose behest they fly, Now yields himself to man’s command, And lay His glory by. Jesu, the virgin’s holy Son, We praise Thee and adore, Who art with god the Father One, And Spirit evermore.

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• [Luk 2:52] O Christ, Who Didst Our Tasks Fulfill

  O Christ, who didst our tasks fulfill, Didst share the hopes of youth, Our Savior and our Brother still, Now lead us into truth. The call is Thine: be Thou the Way, And Thine the hearts that guide; Let wisdom broaden with the day, Let human faith abide. Who learns of Thee the truth shall find, Who follows, wins the goal; With reverence crown the earnest mind, And speak within the soul. Waken the purpose high which strives, And, falling, stands again; Confirm the will of eager lives To quit themselves like men. Thy life the bond of fellowship, Thy love the law that rules, Thy Name, proclaimed by every lip, The Master of our schools.

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• [Luk 2:52] O Holy Lord, Content To Fill

  O holy Lord, content to fill In lowly home the lowliest place, Thy childhood’s law a mother’s will, Obedience meek Thy brightest grace; Lead every child that bears Thy Name To walk in Thine own guileless way, To dread the touch of sin and shame, And humbly, like Thyself, obey. O let not this world’s scorching glow Thy Spirit’s quickening dew efface, Nor blast of sin to rudely blow, And quench the trembling flame of grace. Gather Thy lambs within Thine arm, And gently in Thy bosom bear; Keep them, O Lord, from hurt and harm, And bid them rest for ever there. So shall they, waiting here below, Like Thee their Lord, a little span, In wisdom and in stature grow, And favor with both God and man.

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• [Luk 2:52] O Jesus, Once A Nazareth Boy

  O Jesus, once a Nazareth boy, And tempted like as we, All inward foes help us destroy And spotless all to be. We trust Thee for the grace to win The high, victorious, goal, Where purity shall conquer sin In Christlike self control. O Jesus, Prince of life and truth, Beneath Thy banner bright, We dedicate our strength and youth To battle for the right; We give our lives with glad intent To serve the world and Thee, To die, to suffer and be spent To set our brothers free. In serried ranks, we fearless tread, O Captain of us all, Thy glory on our banners shed, We answer to Thy call; And where the fiercest battles press Against the hosts of sin, To rescue those in dire distress We gladly enter in.

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  source: Cyberhymnal