230. Come, ye lofty! Come, ye lowly!

1 Come, ye lofty! Come, ye lowly!
Let you songs of gladness ring!
In a stable lies the Holy,
In a manger rests the King.
See, in Mary's arms reposing,
Christ by highest heaven adored;
Come, your circle round Him closing,
Pious hearts that love the Lord.

2 Come, ye poor; no pomp of station
Robes the Child your hearts adore;
He, the Lord of all salvation,
Shares your want, is weak and poor:
Oxen round about behold them,
Rafters naked, cold, and bare:
See, the shepherds! God has told them
That the "Prince of Peace" lies there.

3 High above a star is shining,
And the Wise Men haste from far;
Come, glad hearts, and spirits pining,
For you all has ris'n the star.
Let us bring our glad oblations,
Thanks, and love, and faith, and praise;
Come, ye people! Come, ye nations!
All-in-All draw nigh to gaze.

4 Come, ye children, blithe and merry!
This one Child, your model make;
Christmas holly, leaf, and berry,
All be prized, for His dear sake:
Come, ye gentle hearts and tender!
Come, ye spirits brave and bold!
All-in-All your homage render,
Weak and mighty, young and old.

5 Hark! the heaven of heavens is ringing,
Christ the Lord to man is born!
Are not all our hearts, too, singing,
"Welcome, Welcome, Christmas morn!"
Still the Child, all power possessing,
Smiles as through the ages past;
And the song of Christmas blessing
Sweetly sinks to rest at last.

Text Information
First Line: Come, ye lofty! Come, ye lowly!
Title: Come, ye lofty! Come, ye lowly!
Author: Archer Gurney
Language: English
Publication Date: 1880
Tune Information
Name: [Come, ye lofty! Come, ye lowly!]
Composer: Harry Sanders
Key: G Major or modal



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