1 Eternal Source, whence all did spring,
almighty and all-glorious King,
the whole creation's Head and Lord,
by all in heav'n and earth adored;
Lord, whom high heav'n cannot contain,
you as a lovely infant came,
and left your throne in heav'n above,
O myst'ry deep, O boundless love.
2 What off'ring shall I bring to you,
Immanuel, my Savior true,
who did agree a man to be
and by your blood set sinners free?
Lord, angels sang, proclaimed your birth:
"Goodwill to all, and peace on earth!"
The sages gave you gifts most rare;
their finest treasure was your share.
3 This will I do, O Child Divine,
I'll give you all I hold as mind;
my soul, my body, Lord, are yours,
and all the gifts your love out-pours.
My humble off'rings now receive,
and through your grace, Lord, let me live
in faithfulness through all my days,
and join in heaven's ceaseless praise.
Display Title: Eternal Source, Whence All Did SpringFirst Line: Eternal Source, whence all did springTune Title: PILGRIMAGEAuthor: John TöltschigMeter: L.M.D.Scripture: Matthew 2:1-12Date: 1995Subject: Christmas | ; Christian year--Christmas | ; Christian year--Epiphany | ; Service music--Offering responses |