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The happy Christmas comes once more

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #19 (1903) Topics: The Christian Festivals Lyrics: 1 The happy Christmas comes once more, The heavenly Guest is at the door, The blessed words the shepherds thrill, The joyous tidings: Peace, Good will. 2 To David's city let us fly, Where angels sing beneath the sky, Through plain and village pressing near, And news from God with shepherds hear. 3 Oh, let us go with quiet mind, The gentle Babe with shepherds find, To gaze on Him who gladdens them, The loveliest flower of Jesse's stem. 4 The lowly Saviour meekly lies, Laid off the splendor of the skies; No crown bedecks His forehead fair, No pearl, nor gem, nor silk is there. 5 No human glory, might and gold, The lovely Infant's form enfold; The manger and the swaddlings poor Are His, whom angels' songs adore. 6 Oh, wake our hearts, in gladness sing, And keep our Christmas with our King, Till living son, from loving souls, Like sound of mighty waters rolls. 7 O holy Child, Thy manger streams Till earth and heaven glow with its beams, Till midnight noon's bright light has won, And Jacob's Star outshines the sun. 8 Thou Patriarchs' joy. Thou Prophets' song, Thou heavenly Day-Spring, looked for long, Thou Son of man, Incarnate Word, Great David's Son, great David's Lord! 9 Come, Jesus, glorious heavenly Guest, Keep Thine own Christmas in our breast, Then David's harp-strings, hushed so long, Shall swell our Jubilee of song.

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.

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!"

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!

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.

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!

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!

I love to hear the story

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #27 (1903) Topics: The Christian Festivals First Line: I love to hear the story Lyrics: 1 I love to hear the story Which angel voices tell, How once the King of glory Came down to earth to dwell. I am both weak and sinful, But this I surely know, The Lord came down to save me, Because He loved me so. 2 I'm glad my blessed Saviour Was once a child like me, To show how pure and holy His little ones should be; And if I try to follow His footsteps here below He never will forget me, Because He loves me so. 3 To sing His love and mercy My sweetest songs I'll raise; And though I cannot see Him, I know He hears my praise; For He has kindly promised That even I may go To sing among His angels, Because He loves me so.

There is no Name so sweet on earth

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #30 (1903) Topics: The Christian Festivals New Year Refrain First Line: We love to sing around our King Lyrics: 1 There is no Name so sweet on earth, No Name so sweet in heaven,-- The Name before His wondrous birth To Christ the Saviour given. Chorus: We love to sing around our King, And hail Him blessed Jesus! For there's no word ear ever heard So dear, so sweet as Jesus. 2 His human Name, they did proclaim When Abram's son they sealed Him, The Name that still, by God's good will, Deliverer revealed Him. 3 And when He hung upon the tree, They wrote this Name above Him, That all might see the reason we Forever more must love Him. 4 So now, upon His Father's throne. Almighty to release us From sin and pains, in glory reigns The Prince and Saviour Jesus. 5 To Jesus every knee shall bow, And every tongue confess Him, And we unite with saints in light, To honor and to bless Him. 6 O Jesus, by that matchless Name, Thy grace shall fail us never; To-day as yesterday the same, Thou art the same for ever.

Brightest and best of the sons of the morning

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #32 (1903) Topics: The Christian Festivals Epiphany Lyrics: 1 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us Thine aid; Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. 2 Cold on His cradle the dewdrops are shining; Low lies His head with the beasts of the stall: Angels adore Him in slumber reclining, Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all! 3 Say, shall we yield Him, in costly devotion, Odors of Edom, and offerings divine? Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine? 4 Vainly we offer each ample oblation; Vainly with gifts would His favor secure: Richer by far is the heart's adoration; Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. 5 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us Thine aid: Star of the East, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.