I
love Advent. Today, 20 days from Christmas, I have one of my favorite hymns
(year-round) on my mind.
“Hymn for Christmas-Day,” by Charles
Wesley (1739)
HARK
how all the Welkin [an old word for “heaven”] rings:
“Glory to the Kings of Kings,
Peace on Earth, and Mercy mild,
GOD and Sinners reconcil’d!
Joyful all ye Nations rise,
Join the Triumph of the Skies,
Universal Nature say,
‘CHRIST the LORD is born to Day!’”
“Glory to the Kings of Kings,
Peace on Earth, and Mercy mild,
GOD and Sinners reconcil’d!
Joyful all ye Nations rise,
Join the Triumph of the Skies,
Universal Nature say,
‘CHRIST the LORD is born to Day!’”
CHRIST,
by highest Heav’n ador’d,
CHRIST, the Everlasting Lord,
Late in Time behold Him come,
Offspring of a Virgin’s Womb.
Veil’d in Flesh, the Godhead see,
Hail th’ Incarnate Deity!
Pleas’d as Man with Men t’ appear
JESUS, our Immanuel here!
CHRIST, the Everlasting Lord,
Late in Time behold Him come,
Offspring of a Virgin’s Womb.
Veil’d in Flesh, the Godhead see,
Hail th’ Incarnate Deity!
Pleas’d as Man with Men t’ appear
JESUS, our Immanuel here!
Hail
the Heav’nly Prince of Peace!
Hail the Sun of Righteousness!
Light and Life to All He brings,
Ris’n with Healing in His Wings.
Mild He lays his Glory by,
Born - that Man no more may die,
Born - to raise the Sons of Earth,
Born - to give them Second Birth.
Hail the Sun of Righteousness!
Light and Life to All He brings,
Ris’n with Healing in His Wings.
Mild He lays his Glory by,
Born - that Man no more may die,
Born - to raise the Sons of Earth,
Born - to give them Second Birth.
Come,
Desire of Nations, come,
Fix in Us Thy humble Home,
Rise, the Woman's Conqu’ring Seed,
Bruise in Us the Serpent’s Head.
Now display Thy saving Pow’r,
Ruin’d Nature now restore,
Now in Mystic Union join
Thine to Ours, and Ours to Thine.
Fix in Us Thy humble Home,
Rise, the Woman's Conqu’ring Seed,
Bruise in Us the Serpent’s Head.
Now display Thy saving Pow’r,
Ruin’d Nature now restore,
Now in Mystic Union join
Thine to Ours, and Ours to Thine.
Adam’s
Likeness, LORD, efface,
Stamp Thy Image in its Place,
Second Adam from above,
Reinstate us in Thy Love.
Let us Thee, tho’ lost, regain,
Thee, the Life, the Inner Man:
O! to All Thyself impart,
Form’d in each Believing Heart.
Stamp Thy Image in its Place,
Second Adam from above,
Reinstate us in Thy Love.
Let us Thee, tho’ lost, regain,
Thee, the Life, the Inner Man:
O! to All Thyself impart,
Form’d in each Believing Heart.
George
Whitefield made most of the changes which made the hymn the one we sing today (“Hark!
The Herald Angels Sing”). I like that variation, too, but there’s a richness to
the old verses. Sing them all!
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