1 Good news from heav'n the angels bring,
Glad tidings to the earth they sing:
To us this day a Child is giv'n,
To crown us with the joy of heav'n.
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 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?
4 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.
5 Ah, dearest Jesus, holy Child,
Make Thee a bed, soft, undefiled,
Within my heart, that it may be
A quiet chamber kept for Thee.
6 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.
Amen.
Source: The Hymnal and Order of Service #27
First Line: | Good news from heaven the angels bring |
Title: | Good News From Heaven the Angels Bring |
German Title: | Vom Himmel hoch da kommich her |
Author: | Martin Luther (1535) |
Translator: | Arthur T. Russell (1848) |
Meter: | 8.8.8.8 |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |
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