_Glory to God._ (204)
Angels rejoiced and sweetly sung
At our Redeemer's birth;
Mortals! awake: let every tongue
Proclaim his matchless worth.
2 Glory to God, who dwells on high,
And sent his only Son
To take a servant's form, and die,
For evils we had done!
3 Good-will to men; ye fallen race!
Arise, and shout for joy;
He comes, with rich abounding grace
To save and not destroy.
4 Lord! send the gracious tidings forth,
And fill the world with light,
That Jew and Gentile, through the earth,
May know thy saving might.
William Hurn, 1813.
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_God's Salvation Morning._
What means this glorious radiance
Across Judea's plain?
Those white-winged angels singing
In such exultant strain?
Cho.--The King of glory cometh,
Earth's broken hearts to bind,
And God's salvation morning
Hath dawned for all mankind.
2 What means this wondrous story
The holy angels tell?
Of one who reigned in heaven,
And now on earth would dwell?
3 Why bend these Eastern sages
To one of lowly birth?
What means this heav'nly message
Of love and peace on earth?
4 Ye wand'rers in earth's darkness,
On ocean deep and land,
Hail! hail! the joyful tidings,
The morning is at hand.