English poem
Hymn CIV. Common Metre. The Angels' Song at the Birth of Christ
by Anonymous
High let us swell our tuneful notes, And join th' angelic song, For such a theme does less to them, Than to the saints belong.
Good will is shown to sinful men, And peace on earth is given; For lo! the promis'd Saviour comes, With messages from heaven.
Mercy and truth, in sweet accord, His rising beams adorn; Justice and peace in concert join, Now such a child is born.
Glory to God! in highest strains, In highest worlds be paid; His glory by our lips proclaim'd, And by our lives display'd.
When shall we reach those happy realms, Where Christ exalted reigns! And learn of the celestial choir, Their own immortal strains.
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- Hymn CCXXXVII. Long Metre
- HYMN CI. The Remembrance of Christ in the Supper
- Hymn CIII. Common Metre. Walking in Darkness and Trusting in God
- HYMN CIV. For me to die is Gain. Phil. 1.21
- Hymn CIX. Common Metre. The Song of Moses and the Lamb
- Hymn CL. Common Metre. Sincerity
- Hymn CLII. Common Metre. On the Death of a Child