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Come, Thou Saviour of our race!

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #20 (1903) Topics: The Christian Festivals First Line: Come, Thou Saviour of our race Lyrics: 1 Come, Thou Saviour of our race, Choicest Gift of heavenly grace! O Thou blessed Virgin's Son, Be Thy race on earth begun. 2 Not of mortal blood or birth, He descends from heaven to earth: By the Holy Ghost conceived, Truly man to be believed. 3 Wondrous birth! O wondrous Child! Of the Virgin, undefiled! Though by all the world disowned, Still to be in heaven enthroned. 4 From the Father forth He came And returneth to the same; Captive leading death and hell,-- High the song of triumph swell! 5 Equal to the Father now, Though to dust Thou once didst bow, Boundless shall Thy kingdom be; When shall we its glories see? 6 Brightly doth Thy manger shine! Glorious in its light divine: Let not sin o'ercloud this light, Ever be our faith thus bright.
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Now the day is over

Hymnal: Voices of Praise #21 (1883) Meter: 6.5.6.5 Topics: Festivals Lyrics: 1 Now the day is over, Night is drawing nigh, Shadows of the evening Steal across the sky. 2 Now the darkness gathers, Stars begin to peep, Birds, and beasts, and flowers Soon will be asleep. 3 Jesus, give the weary Calm and sweet repose, With Thy tenderest blessing May our eyelids close. 4 Through the long night watches May Thine Angels spread Their white wings above me, Watching round my bed. 5 When the morning wakens, Then may I arise Pure and fresh and sinless In Thy holy eyes. 6 Glory to the Father, Glory to the Son, And to Thee, blest Spirit, Whilst all ages run. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: EUDOXIA
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Hark, a burst of heavenly music!

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #21 (1903) Topics: The Christian Festivals First Line: Hark, a burst of heavenly music Lyrics: 1 Hark, a burst of heavenly music From a band of seraphs bright, Suddenly to earth descending In the calm and silent night! And the shepherds of Judea, Watching in the earliest dawn, Hear the glad and joyful tidings, "Jesus, Prince of Peace, is born!" Sweet and clear those angel voices, Echoing through the starry sky, As they chant the heavenly chorus, "Glory be to God on high!" 2 Slumbering in a lowly manger Lies the mighty Lord of all; And before the holy stranger See the trembling shepherds fall. He has come, the long-expected, Full of wisdom, love, and grace, To redeem His ruined creatures, To restore our fallen race. So let angels wake the chorus! So let ransomed men reply! Chanting the celestial anthem, "Glory be to God on high!" 3 And this joyful Christmas morning, Breaking o'er the world below, Tells against the wondrous story Shepherds heard so long ago. Who shall still our tuneful voices, Who the tide of praise shall stem, Which the blessed angels taught us In the fields of Bethlehem? Hark! we hear again the chorus, Ringing through the starry sky, And we join the heavenly anthem, "Glory be to God on high!"
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Hark, the herald angels sing

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #22 (1903) Topics: The Christian Festivals Lyrics: 1 Hark, the herald angels sing Glory to the newborn King! Peace on earth, and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled! 2 Joyful, all ye nations, rise, Join the triumph of the skies; Universal nature say, Christ the Lord is born to-day! 3 Veiled in flesh, the Godhead see, Hail the incarnate Deity! Please as Man with men to appear, Jesus, our Immanuel here! 4 Hail, the heavenly Prince of Peace, Hail, the Sun of Righteousness! Light and life to all He brings, Risen with healing in His wings. 5 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. 6 Come, Desire of nations, come, Fix in us Thy humble home; Oh, to all Thyself impart, Formed in each believing heart!
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Good news from heaven the angels bring

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #23 (1903) Topics: The Christian Festivals Lyrics: 1 Good news from heaven the angels bring, Glad tidings to the earth they sing: To us this day a Child is given, To crown us with the joy of heaven. 2 This is the Christ, our God and Lord, Who in all need shall aid afford; He will Himself our Saviour be And from our sins will set us free. 3 To us that blessedness He brings, Which from the Father's bounty springs: That in the heavenly realm we may With Him enjoy eternal day. 4 All hail, Thou noble Guest, this morn, Whose love did not the sinner scorn: In my distress Thou com'st to me, What thanks shall I return to Thee. 5 Were earth a thousand times as fair, Beset with gold and jewels rare, She yet were far too poor to be A narrow cradle, Lord, for Thee. 6 Ah, dearest Jesus, holy Child, Make Thee a bed, soft, undefiled, Within my heart, that it may be A quiet chamber kept for Thee. 7 Praise God upon His heavenly throne, Who gave to us His only Son; For this His hosts, on joyful wing, A blest New Year of mercy sing.
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When Christmas morn is dawning

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #24 (1903) Topics: The Christian Festivals Lyrics: 1 When Christmas morn is dawning In faith I would repair Unto the lowly manger; My Saviour lieth there. 2 How kind, O loving Saviour, To come from heaven above! From sin and evil save us. And keep us in Thy love. 3 We need Thee, blessed Jesus, Our dearest friend Thou art; Forbid that we by sinning Should grieve Thy loving heart.
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Again the morn of gladness

Hymnal: Voices of Praise #25 (1883) Topics: Festivals Lyrics: 1 Again the morn of gladness, The morn of light is heare; And eath itslef looks fairer, And heav'n itself more near: The bells, like angel voices, Speak peace to every breast, And all the land lies quiet To keep the day of rest. Chorus: Glory be to Jesus, Let all the children say; He arose again, He rose again, On this glad day! 2 Again, O loving Saviour, The children of Thy grace Prepare themselves to seek Thee Within Thy chosen place. Our song shall rise to greet Thee, If Thou our hearts wilt raise; If Thou our lips wilt open Our mouth shall shew Thy praise. [Chorus] 3 The shining choir of angels That rest not day or night, The crowned and palm-decked martyrs, The saints arrayed in white, The happy lambs of Jesus In pastures fair above,-- These all adore and praise Him Whom we too praise and love. [Chorus] 4 The Church on earth rejoices To join with these today; In every tongue and nation She calls her sons to pray: Across the Northern snow-fields, Beneath the Indian palms, She makes the same "pure offering," And sings the same sweet psalms. Glory be to Jesus, &c. 5 Toll out, sweet bells, His praises! Sing, children, sing His Name! Still louder and still farther His mighty deeds proclaim! Till all whom He redeemed Shall own Him Lord and King, Till every knee shall worship, And every tongue shall sing! [Chorus] Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: CLEETHORPES
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Come hither, ye faithful, triumphantly sing!

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #25 (1903) Topics: The Christian Festivals First Line: Come hither, ye faithful, triumphantly sing Lyrics: 1 Come hither, ye faithful, triumphantly sing; Come see in the manger your Saviour and King! To Bethlehem hasten with joyful accord; Oh come ye, come hither, to worship the Lord! 2 True Son of the Father, He comes from the skies; And yet as a child in the manger He lies. To Bethlehem hasten with joyful accord; Oh, come ye, come hither, to worship the Lord! 3 Hark, hark to the angels, all singing in heaven, "To God in the highest all glory be given!" To Bethlehem hasten, with joyful accord; Oh, come ye, come hither, to worship the Lord! 4 To Thee, then O Jesus, this day of Thy birth, Be glory and honor through heaven and earth. True Godhead incarnate, omnipotent Word! Oh, come, let us hasten to worship the Lord!
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O Day of rest and gladness

Hymnal: Voices of Praise #26 (1883) Topics: Festivals Lyrics: 1 O Day of rest and gladness, O day of joy and light, O balm of care and sadness, Most beautiful, most bright; On thee, the high and lowly, Through ages join'd in tune, Sing, Holy, holy, holy, To the great God Triune. 2 On thee, at the Creation, The light first had its birth; On thee for our salvation Christ rose from depths of earth; On thee our Lord victorious The spirit sent from heaven; And thus on thee most glorious A triple light was given. 3 Thou art a port protected From storms that round us rise; A garden intersected With streams of Paradise; Thou art a cooling fountain In life's dry, dreary sand; From thee, like Pisgah's mountain, We view our promised land. 4 To-day on weary nations The heavenly manna falls: To holy convocations The silver trumpet calls; Where gospel-light is glowing With pure and radiant beams: And living water flowing With soul-refreshing streams. 5 New graces ever gaining From this our day of rest, We reach the rest remaining To spirits of the blest; To Holy Ghost be praises, To Father, and to Son; The Church her voices upraises To Thee, blest Three in One. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: ROTTERDAM
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O little town of Bethlehem

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #26 (1903) Topics: The Christian Festivals Lyrics: 1 O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see thee lie; Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by; Yet in thy darkness shineth The everlasting Light; The hopes and fears of all the years Are met in thee to-night. 2 For Christ is born of Mary, And gathered all above, While mortals sleep, the angels keep Their watch of wondering love. O morning stars, together Proclaim the holy birth! And praises sing to God our King, And peace to men on earth. 3 How silently, how silently, The wondrous gift is given! So God imparts to human hearts The blessings of His heaven. No ear may hear His coming, But in this world of sin, Where meek souls will receive Him still, The dear Christ enters in. 4 O holy Child of Bethlehem! Descend to us, we pray; Cast out our sin, and enter in, Be born in us to-day. We hear the Christmas angels, The great glad tidings tell: Oh, come to us; abide with us, Our Lord Immanuel!

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