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I Come From Th' Lofty Heav'ns Today
Author: Martin Luther; J. S. Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 2 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 First Line: I come from th’ lofty heav’ns today Lyrics: 1 “I come from th’lofty heav’ns today;
I bring a new melodious lay;
A rich melodious lay I bring,
And this the tale I tell, I sing:
2 “Lo! from a chosen maid this morn,
A lovely Babe for you is born;
That Babe, so soft, so mild, shall be
Your joy, your sweet felicity.
3 “He is the Lord, our God on high!
His bounty shall your need supply,
His own heart’s blood your ransom pay,
And wash each stain of guilt away.
4 “He brings you all the bliss profound
His Father, God, diffuses round,
That with us now and evermore,
Ye may the realms of light explore.
5 “How mark the sign with fond desire,
The manger and the mean attire;
Lo! there you find the Infant lain,
Whose hands the universe sustain.
6 "Come all, and let us joyful be;
Come with the shepherds in and see
What God’s unbounded love has done,
To bless us with His own dear Son."
7 Attend, my heart! behold yon shed!
Who fills that rude, that lowly bed?
What babe is that, so sweet, so fair?
Jesus, the lovely Babe, is there!
8 Welcome, illustrious Guest sublime!
Thou hast not scorned a world of crime,
But come in banishment to me:
How shall I pay my thanks to Thee?
9 Alas! Creator, Lord of all!
Art Thou the inmate of a stall?
And hast Thou lain Thy lovely head
Where menial beasts are nightly fed?
10 Had this wide world far wider bounds,
Of gems and gold a rich compound,
It were too poor, too small to be,
A narrow cradle bed for Thee.
11 The swathing-band, the briary hay,
Thy purple these, Thy silk array;
On these, great Monarch! Thou canst shine,
Rich as upon Thy throne divine.
12 Thus woulds! Thou teach my soul to see
This worthless world’s reality;
How power and fame, and fortune’s store,
Beneath Thy splendor shine no more.
13 O Jesus! lovely Babe divine!
Thy cradle be this heart of mine;
There make a pure, soft shrine for Thee,
That I may ne’er forgetful be.
14 That gladness may forever string
My chainless soul to leap and sing,
The luscious tones with bliss that brim,
The charming songs of Susannim.
15 Glory and praise to God supreme!
Glad hosts of angels seize the theme;
With joy they peal the anthem new!
"He gave His own dear Son for you!"
Used With Tune: VOM HIMMEL HOCH Text Sources: Church Hymn Book by Paul Henkel (New Market, VA: Solomon Henkel, 1816)
I Come From Th' Lofty Heav'ns Today
Saviour of all, for ever One
Appears in 1 hymnal Matching Instances: 1 Used With Tune: VOM HIMMEL HOCH
Saviour of all, for ever One
Del Alto Cielo Enviado Soy
Author: Martín Lutero, 1483-1546; A. V. de Soggin; N. Martínez Appears in 1 hymnal Matching Instances: 1 Used With Tune: VOM HIMMEL HOCH
Del Alto Cielo Enviado Soy
Lob sei dem allerhöchsten Gott
Appears in 16 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 First Line: Lob sei dem allerhöchsten Gott der sich erbarmet unsrer Used With Tune: [Lob sei dem allerhöchsten Gott der sich erbarmet unsrer]
Lob sei dem allerhöchsten Gott
My God, my Father, dost Thou call
Appears in 9 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 Topics: General Hymns Used With Tune: ERFURT
My God, my Father, dost Thou call
Thee we adore, Eternal Lord!
Appears in 115 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 Topics: General Hymns Used With Tune: ERFURT
Thee we adore, Eternal Lord!
When Christ came down on earth of old
Appears in 8 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 Topics: General Hymns Used With Tune: ERFURT
When Christ came down on earth of old
From Yonder World I Come To Earth
Author: Martin Luther; John Hunt Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 1 hymnal Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1 From yonder world I come to earth,
To tell you of a Savior’s birth;
Let now the glad hosannahs ring—
Good news to fallen man I bring!
2 To you this day is born a child,
Son of a virgin undefiled;
A little babe—a gracious sight—
He’ll be your wonder and delight.
3 ’Tis Jesus Christ, the heav’nly King!
Who doth for all a ransom bring:
He will Himself the Savior be—
From all your sins He’ll set you free.
4 He brings salvation from above,
Which God for you prepared in love;
That you with us beyond the sky
May live in bliss, enthroned on high!
5 Then mark you now the signs aright—
The crib, the swaddling mean and light;
The little Babe you there shall find,
Received and hailed by all mankind.
6 Oh! let us all be glad today,
And with the shepherds homage pay:
Come, see what God to us hath giv’n,
His only Son, sent down from Heav’n.
7 Awake, my soul! from sadness rise,
Come, see what in the manger lies:
Who is this smiling infant Child?
’Tis little Jesus, sweet and mild.
8 Twice welcome, oh! Thou heavenly Guest,
To save a world with sin distressed;
Com’st Thou in lowly guise for me?
What homage shall I give to Thee!
9 Ah! Lord, eternal heav’nly King,
Hast Thou become so mean a thing;
And hast Thou left Thy blissful seat,
To rest where colts and oxen eat?
10 Were this wide world much wider made,
With gold and costly gems arrayed;
E’en then, by far too mean ’twould be,
To make a little crib for Thee.
11 No silken robes surround Thy head—
A bunch of hay is all Thy bed!
Where Thou, a king, so rich and great,
Art bright as in Thy heav’nly state.
12 All this, my Lord, has come to Thee,
That Thou might’st show Thy truth to me:
Thou, who hast made the earth and sky,
Hast deigned, a helpless babe, to lie.
13 Jesus, my Savior, come to me—
Make here a little crib for Thee;
A bed make in this heart of mine,
That I may aye remember Thine.
14 Then, from my soul glad songs shall ring—
Of Thee each day I’ll gaily sing:
The glad hosannahs will I raise
From heart that loves to sing Thy praise!
15 Praise God, ye seraphs round the throne—
Praise ye the Father and the Son;
God’s angel doth to us appear—
Then let us hail the glad New Year. Used With Tune: VOM HIMMEL HOCH Text Sources: Geistliche Lieder (Wittenberg, Germany: 1535); Tr.: The Spiritual Songs of Martin Luther (London: Hamilton, Adams, 1853)
From Yonder World I Come To Earth
Schaut! Schaut! Was Ist Für Wunder Dar?
Author: Paul Gerhardt Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 12 hymnals Matching Instances: 1 Lyrics: 1 Schaut! schaut! was ist für Wunder dar?
Die schwarze Nacht wird hell und klar,
In großes Licht bricht jetzt herein,
Ihm weichet aller Sternen Schein.
2 Es ist ein rechtes Wunderlicht
Und gar die alte Sonne nicht,
Weils wider die Natur die Nacht
Zu einem hellen Tage mach.
3 Es ist ein großes Wunderlicht
Und gar die alte Sonne nicht,
Weil's wider die Natur die Nacht
Zu einem hellen Tage macht.
4 Was wird hierdurch uns zeigen an,
Der die Natur so ändern kann?
Es muß ein großes Werk geschehn,
Wie wir aus solchen Zeichen sehn.
5 Sollt auch erscheinen dieser Zeit
Die Sonne der Gerechtigkeit
Der helle Stern aus Jakobs Stamm,
Der Heiden Licht, des Weibes Saam?
6 Es ist also. Des himmels Heer,
Das bringt uns jetzt die Freudenmähr
Wie sich nunmehr hat eingestellt
Zu Bethlehem das Heil der Welt.
7 O Gütigkeit! was lange Jahr
Sich hat der frommen Väter Schaar
Gewünscht und sehnlich oft begehrt,
Des werden wir von Gott gewährt.
8 Drum auf, ihr Menschenkinder, auf!
Auf! auf! und nehmet euren Lauf
Mit mir hin zu der Stell und Ort,
Davon gemeldt der Engel Wort.
9 Schaut hin, dort liegt im finstern Stall,
Des Herrschaft gehet überall,
Da Speise vormals sucht ein Rind,
Da ruht jetzt der Jungfrau Kind.
10 O Menschenkind, betracht es recht,
Und strauchle nicht, dieweil so schlecht,
So elend scheint das Kindelein,
Es ist und soll auch uns groß sein.
11 Es wird im Fleisch hier vorgestellt,
Der Alles schuf und noch erhält,
Das Wort, so bald im Anfang war
Bei Gott, selbst Gott, das lieget dar.
12 Es ist der eingeborne Sohn
Des Vaters, unser Gnadenthron,
Das A und O, der große Gott,
Der Siegsfürst, der Herr Zebaoth.
13 Denn weil die Zeit nunmehr erfüllt,
Da Gottes Zorn muß sein gestillt,
Wird sein Sohn Mensch, trägt unsre Schuld,
Wirbt uns durch sein Blut Gottes Huld.
14 Dies ist die rechte Freudenzeit,
Weg Trauren, weg, weg alles Leid!
Trotz dem, der ferner uns verhöhnt,
Gott selbst ist Mensch, wir sind versöhnt.
15 Der Sündenbüßer ist nun hier,
Den Schlangentreter haben wir,
Der Höllen Pest, des Todes Gift,
Des Lebens Fürst man hier antrifft.
16 Es hat mit uns nun keine Noth,
Weil Sünde, Teufel, Höll und Tod
Zu Spott und Schanden sind gemacht,
In dieser großen Wundernacht.
17 O selig, selig alle Welt,
Die sich an dieses Kindlein Hält!
Wohl dem, der dieses recht erkennt,
Und gläubig seinen Heiland nennt.
18 Es danke Gott, wer danken kann,
Der unser sich so hoch nimmt an,
Und sendet aus des Himmelsthron
Uns, seinen Feinden, seinen Sohn.
19 Drum stimmt an mit der Engel Heer:
Gott in der Höhe sei nun Ehr,
Auf Erden Friede jederzeit,
Den Menschen Wonn und Fröhlichkeit! Used With Tune: VOM HIMMEL HOCH Text Sources: Johann G. Ebeling's Geistliche Andachten Fünffte Dutzet, 1667
Schaut! Schaut! Was Ist Für Wunder Dar?
The Wise Men's Offering
Author: Thomas B. Murray Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 1 hymnal Matching Instances: 1 First Line: Now who are these that thus repair Lyrics: 1 Now who are these that thus repair
To Salem’s streets, with travel worn,
And ask the wondering people, where
The King of Zion should be born?
2 Wise men are they, from eastern parts,
Who fail not, in their zeal, to bring
Rich treasures, and obedient hearts,
Oblations to the new-born King.
3 For they, in their far-distant home,
A Gentile region, dark and dim,
Have seen His star; and they are come
To Judah’s land, to worship Him.
4 But not in palaces nor halls,
On pillows rich and soft reclined,
’Midst cedar roofs, and marble walls,
Shall they the King of Zion find.
5 No ministers of high estate,
Nor chiefs, nor learnèd ones of earth,
Are gathered in His courts, to wait
The tidings of Immanuel’s birth.
6 Nor yet on Zion’s glittering dome
The star of glory shed its ray;
But stood o’er Bethl’hem’s humble home,
And showed them where the young Child lay.
7 ’Twas there the Son of David’s race,
Whom God of old was pleased to grant,
They saw; and in that lowly place,
Th’abode of indigence and want,
8 Devoutly kneeling on their knees,
They spread their gifts, their holy things,
And hearts more precious far than these,
An offering to the King of kings.
9 Lord! be it ours Thy guiding light
In every path of life to see;
And still let wisdom, wealth, and might,
Devote their richest stores to Thee! Used With Tune: VOM HIMMEL HOCH Text Sources: Lays of Christmas (London: Francis & John Rivington, 1847)
The Wise Men's Offering
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