4 Can this be he, who wont to stray,
A pilgrim on the world's highway,
By power oppress'd and mock'd by pride!
Oh God! is this the crucified?
5 Then sinners shall to rocks complain,
And seek the mountains cleft in vain ;
While faith victorious o'er the tomb,
For joy shall sing, "the Lord is come."
1 AND will the Judge descend?
And must the dead arise;
And not a single soul escape
His all-discerning eyes?
2 How will our hearts endure,
The terrors of that day,
When earth and heav'n, before his face
Astonish'd shrink away.
3 But ere the trumpet shakes
The mansions of the dead;
Hark from the Saviour's gracious voice,
What joyful tidings spread!
4 Ye sinners, seek his grace,
Whose wrath ye cannot bear;
Fly to the shelter of his cross,
And find Salvation there.
1 LO! he comes, with clouds descending;
Once for favour'd sinners slain ;
Thousand, thousand saints attending,
Swell the triumph of his train,
Hallelujah!
Hallelujah! Amen.
2 Ev'ry eye shall now behold him
Rob'd in dreadful majesty ;
Those who set at nought and sold him,
Pierc'd and nail'd him to the tree,
Deeply wailing,
Shall the true Messiah see.
3 Ev'ry island, sea, and mountain,
Heav'n and earth shall flee away;
All who hate him, must, confounded,
Hear the trump proclaim the day;
Come to judgment !
Come to judgment! come away
4 Now redemption long expected,
See in solemn pomp appear!
All his saints by man rejected,
Now shall meet him in the air,
Hallelujah!
See the day of God appear!
I JOY to the world; the Lord is come!
Let earth receive her King :
Let ev'ry heart prepare him room,
Let ev'ry creature sing.
2 Joy to the earth; the Saviour reigns!
Let men their songs employ;
While seas and shores, rocks, hills, and plains,
Repeat the sounding joy.
3 Let the whole earth his love proclaim,
With all her diff'rent tongues;
And spread the honours of his name,
In melody and songs.
4 No more let sins and sorrows grow,
Nor thorns infest the ground;
He comes to make his blessings flow
Far as the curse is found.
5 He rules the world in truth and peace,
And makes the nations
The glories of his righteousness,
And wonders of his love.
1 BRETHREN! let us join to bless
Christ, the Lord our righteousness:
Let our praise to him be giv'n,
High at God's right hand in heav'n.
2 Thee the angels ceaseless sing;
Thee we praise, our Priest and King;
Worthy is thy name of praise;
Full of glory, full of grace.
3 Thou hast the glad tidings brought,
Of salvation by thee wrought;
Wrought to set thy people free;
Wrought to bring our souls to thee.
4 May we follow and adore
Thee, our Saviour, more and more;
Guide and bless us with thy love,
Till we join thy Saints above.
1 HARK! the herald angels sing!
"Glory to the new-born King;
Glory in the highest heav'n,
Peace on earth, and man forgiv'n."
2 Joyful all ye nations rise;
Join the triumph of the skies,
With th' angelic host proclaim,
"Christ is born in Bethlehem."
3 Hail the heav'n-born Prince of Peace ;
Hail the sun of righteousness;
Light, and life, and joy he brings,
Ris'n with healing in his wings.
4 Lo! he lays his glories by;
Born, that man no more may die;
Born, to raise the sons of earth,
Born, to give them second birth.
5 Let us then with angels sing,
66 Glory to the new-born King;
Glory in the highest heav'n,
Peace on earth, and man forgiv'n."
1 BRIGHT and joyful is the morn,
For to us a child is born;
From the highest realms of heav'n,
Unto us a son is giv'n.
2 On his shoulder he shall bear
Pow'r and majesty, and wear,
On his vesture and his thigh,
Names most awful, names most high.
3 Wonderful in counsel He,
The incarnate Deity;
Sire of ages ne'er to cease,
King of kings, and Prince of peace.
4 Come and worship at his feet,
Yield to Christ the homage meet;
From his manger to his throne,
Homage due to God alone.
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