Wartburg Hymnal ‎#101

101. Praise God the Lord, ye sons of men

1 Praise God the Lord, ye sons of men,
Before His highest throne;
Today He opens heav'n again,
And gives us His own Son,
And gives us His own Son.

2 He leaves His heavenly Father's throne,
Is born, an infant small,
And in a manger poor and lone,
Lies in an humble stall,
Lies in an humble stall.

3 He lays aside His power divine
A servant's form to take,
In want and lowness He doth pine
Who heaven and earth did make,
Who heaven and earth did make.

4 He nestles at His mother's breast,
Her milk His food must be,
Whom saints and angels call the Blest,
Of David's house is He,
Of David's house is He.

5 'Tis He who in these latter days
From Judah's tribe should come,
By whom the Lord, again would raise
The Church, His Christendom,
The Church, His Christendom.

6 A wondrous change which He doth make
He takes our flesh and blood,
And lays aside, for sinners' sake,
His majesty of God,
His majesty of God.

7 He serves, that I a Lord may be;
A wondrous change indeed!
Could Jesus' love do more for me,
To help me in my need?
To help me in my need?

8 He opens us again the door
Of Paradise today;
The cherub guards the gate no more,
To God our thanks we pay,
To God our thanks we pay.

Text Information

• First Line: Praise God the Lord, ye sons of men
• Translator: A. Crull
• Author: N. Hermann
• Publication Date: 1918
• Topic: Christmas
• Notes: Translated from "Lobt Gott, ihr christen, alle gleich" Tune: LOBT GOTT, IHR CHRISTEN ALLE GLEICH

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