Sing, thou holy heavenly nation

1 Sing, thou ho­ly, heav­en­ly na­tion,
Sing in joy and ex­ul­ta­tion!
Hear it, all ye earth born rac­es:
God’s own Son, our flesh em­brac­es!
God’s own Son, God’s own Son,
God’s own Son our flesh em­brac­es,
Our flesh em­brac­es.

2 Zion’s King in sore com­pass­ion,
Comes, though just, in serv­ant’s fa­shion
To us sin­ners, all trans­gress­ing,
He brings grace and heav­en­ly bless­ing.
He brings grace, He brings grace.
He brings grace and heav­en­ly bless­ing.
And heav­en­ly blessing.

3 See, here is our con­so­la­tion,
God has heard our sup­pli­c­ation;
As He swore in ma­ny plac­es,
God’s own Son our flesh em­brac­es,
God’s own Son, God’s own Son,
God’s own Son our flesh em­brac­es,
Our flesh em­brac­es.

4 See, that Child in yon­der man­ger
Frees the world from sin and dan­ger;
Our Lord Sav­ior comes from Heav­en,
Now through faith are sins for­giv­en.
Now through faith, now through faith,
Now through faith are sins for­giv­en,
Are sins for­giv­en.

5 Naught can pay Thee, well Thou know­est,
For the love and grace Thou show­est.
Naught but woe Thou here re­ceiv­est,
For the throne which there Thou leav­est.
For the throne, for the throne,
For the throne which there Thou leav­est,
Which there Thou leav­est.


Source: The Cyber Hymnal #16817

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