All hail to thee, O blessd morn! To tidings long by prophets borne Hast thou fulfillment given. O sacred and immortal day, When unto earth, in glorious ray, Descends the grace of Heaven! Singing, ringing, sounds are blending, Praises sending unto Heaven For the Savior to us given.
'Tis God's own Image and withal, The Son of Man, that mortals all May find in Him a Brother. He comes, with peace and love to bide On earth, the erring race to guide And help as could no other; Rather gather closer, fonder, Sheep that wander, feed and fold them, Than let evil powers hold them.
He tears, like other men, will shed, Our sorrows share, and be our aid, Through His eternal power; The Lord's good will unto us show, And mingle in our cup of woe The drops of mercy's shower; Dying, buying through His passion Our salvation and to mortals Opening the heavenly portals.
He comes, for our redemption sent, And by His glory Heaven is rent To close upon us never; Our blessd Shepherd He would be, Whom we may follow faithfully And be with Him forever; Higher, nigher glory winging, Praises singing to the Father And His Son, our Lord and Savior.
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'Tis God's own Image and withal, The Son of Man, that mortals all May find in Him a Brother. He comes, with peace and love to bide On earth, the erring race to guide And help as could no other; Rather gather closer, fonder, Sheep that wander, feed and fold them, Than let evil powers hold them.
He tears, like other men, will shed, Our sorrows share, and be our aid, Through His eternal power; The Lord's good will unto us show, And mingle in our cup of woe The drops of mercy's shower; Dying, buying through His passion Our salvation and to mortals Opening the heavenly portals.
He comes, for our redemption sent, And by His glory Heaven is rent To close upon us never; Our blessd Shepherd He would be, Whom we may follow faithfully And be with Him forever; Higher, nigher glory winging, Praises singing to the Father And His Son, our Lord and Savior.
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