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God buries his workmen, but carries on his work.
"Hark the herald angels sing,
Glory to the new-born king."
Peace on earth, and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconciled!
One family — we dwell in Him,
One church above, beneath,
Though now divided by the stream,
The narrow stream of death.
Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895)
"Christ the Lord is risen to-day,"
Sons of men and angels say.
Raise your joys and triumphs high;
Sing, ye heavens, and earth reply.
A charge to keep I have,
A God to glorify:
A never-dying soul to save,
And fit it for the sky.
Faith, mighty faith the promise sees
And rests on that alone;
Laughs at impossibilities,
And says it shall be done.
When summoned hence to thine eternal sleep,
Oh, may'st thou smile while all around thee weep.
Faith, mighty faith, the promise sees,
And looks to that alone;
Laughs at impossibilities,
And cries it shall be done.
Lo! on a narrow neck of land,
'Twixt two unbounded seas, I stand.
Secure, insensible.
Hymn (1749)
Like Moses to thyself convey,
And kiss my raptur'd soul away.
Joyful, all ye nations, rise.
Join the triumph of the skies.
With th'angelic hosts proclaim
"Christ is born in Bethlehem!"
Come, Desire of nations, come,
Fix in us thy humble home;
Rise, the woman's conquering Seed,
Bruise in us the serpent's head. . . .
Adam's likeness, Lord, efface;
Stamp thine image in its place.
Second Adam from above,
Reinstate us in thy love.
Hymns and Sacred Poems (1739)
Depth of mercy! — can there be
Mercy still reserved for me?
Can my God His wrath forbear?
Me, the chief of sinners, spare?
Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895)
"CHRIST the LORD is ris'n To-day,"
Sons of Men and Angels say,
Raise your Joys and Triumphs high,
Sing ye Heav'ns, and Earth reply.
Hymns and Sacred Poems (1739)
Hark how all the welkin rings,
"Glory to the Kings of kings;
Peace on earth and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconciled!"
Joyful, all ye nations, rise.
Join the triumph of the skies.
Universal nature say
"Christ is born today!"
Hymns and Sacred Poems (1739)
Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Sun of Righteousness!
Love divine, all loves excelling,
Joy of heaven to earth come down,
Fix in us thy humble dwelling,
All thy faithful mercies crown;
Jesu, thou art all compassion,
Pure unbounded love thou art,
Visit us with thy salvation,
Enter every trembling heart.
Hail the heavenly Prince of Peace!
Hail the Sun of Righteousness!
Light and life to all he brings,
Risen with healing in his wings.
Mild he lays his glory by,
Born that man no more may die,
Born to raise the sons of earth,
Born to give them second birth.
Hymns and Sacred Poems (1739)
Jesus, lover of my soul,
let me to Thy bosom fly,
While the nearer waters roll,
while the tempest still is high.
Hide me, O my Savior, hide,
till the storm of life is past;
Safe into the haven guide;
O receive my soul at last.
Hymns and Sacred Poems (1739)
Other refuge have I none;
Hangs my helpless soul on Thee;
Leave, ah, leave me not alone,
Still support and comfort me!
All my trust on Thee is stayed,
All my help from Thee I bring;
Cover my defenseless head
With the shadow of Thy wing.
Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895)