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• 3-0 come, Thou King of David, come,
4 0 come, O come, Thou Lord of might,
5 0 come, Thou Day-Spring, come and cheer Our spirits by Thine Advent here: And drive away the shades of night, And pierce the clouds, and bring us light! [Rejoice rejoice Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Israel!] - From John Mason. Neale. 1851.
115 In noctis umbra desides. L. M.
1 DESIRE of nations, Lord of grace,
2 Come, Jesus, come ! our sins forgive,
3 To God the Son, who came from heaven
116 Voz clara ecce inton af. 8, 7. 1 HARR an awful voice is sounding: “Christ is nigh!” it seems to say : “Cast away the dreams of darkness, O ye children of the day!”
2 Startled at the solemn warning,
4 So, when next He comes with glory, Wrapping all the earth in fear, With His mercy He may shield us, And with words of love draw near. 5 Honor, glory, virtue, merit, To the Father and the Son, With the everlasting Spirit, While eternal ages run. Edward Caswall. 1848. a. 117 , 6. Wie soll ich Dich empfangen. 1 O How shall I receive Thee, How greet Thee, Lord, aright? All nations long to see Thee, My Hope, my heart's Delight! O kindle, Lord most holy, Thy lamp within my breast, To do in spirit lowly All that may please Thee best. 2 Thy Zion palms is strewing, And branches fresh and fair; My heart, its powers renewing, An anthem shall prepare. S7
My soul puts off her sadness
With all her strength and gladness
3 I lay in fetters groaning,
Thou comest to set me free
I stood, my shame bemoaning,
A glory Thou dost give me,
Thou wilt not fail nor leave me
4 Love caused Thy incarnation,
Love brought Thee down to me.
Thy thirst for my salvation
0 Love beyond all telling,
In love all love excelling,
5 Rejoice then, ye sad-hearted,
118 C. M.
Auf, auf, ihr Reichsgenomen.
1 ARIs E, the kingdom is at hand,
2 Look up, ye souls weighed down with care, The Sovereign is not far. Look up, faint hearts, from your despair, Behold the Morning Star ! 3 Look up, ye drooping hearts, to-day! The King is very near: 0 cast your griefs and fears away, For lo, your Help is here! 4 Hope, O ye broken hearts, at last! The King comes on in might; He loved us in the ages past, When we lay wrapped in night: 5 Now fear and wrath to joy give place, Now are our sorrows o'er, Since God hath made us in His grace His children evermore. 6 0 rich the gifts Thou bringest us, Thyself made poor and weak; 0 Love beyond compare that thus Can foes and sinners seek 7 For this we raise a gladsome voice On high to Thee alone, And evermore with thanks rejoice Before Thy glorious throne. From Miss Winkworth. 1858. Tr. John Rist. 1651.
119 Ermuntert euch, ihr Frommen. 7, 6.
1 REJoice, all ye believers,
2 The watchers on the mountain
4 Our Hope and Expectation,
0 Jesus! now appear;
Arise, Thou Sun so longed for,
With hearts and hands uplifted,
The day of earth's redemption,
H. L. L., 1853.
120 Macht Hoch die Thür. L. M.
1 LIFT up your heads, ye mighty gates :
Behold, the King of glory waits;