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Ô Merveilleuse Histoire

Author: Robert Whitaker McAll, 1821-1893 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #14060 Tune Key: g minor Lyrics: 1 Ô merveilleuse histoire De Christ mon Rédempteur, Qui, du haut de sa gloire, Descend pour moi, pécheur! Jésus, mon cœur désire Proclamer ton amour, Sans cesse le redire, Jusqu’à mon dernier jour. Ô merveilleuse histoire De Christ mon Rédempteur, Qui, du haut de sa gloire, Descend pour moi, pécheur! 2 Ô précieuse histoire! À tous il tend la main; Sa mort expiatoire, Nous ouvre le chemin. Il t’appelle mon frère. Répondant à sa voix, Apporte ta misère À l’ombre de sa croix. Ô précieuse histoire De Christ mon Rédempteur, Qui, du haut de sa gloire, Descend pour moi, pécheur! 3 Ô chère et sainte histoire! Pauvre enfant racheté, Par ta grande victoire Dans le ciel transporté! Là-haut, devant ta face, Comblé de ta faveur, Je redirai ta grâce À jamais, mon Sauveur! Ô chère et sainte histoire, De Christ mon Rédempteur, Qui du haut de sa gloire, Descend pour moi pécheur! Languages: French Tune Title: [Ô merveilleuse histoire]

Ô Sauveur, Ô Vrai Dieu

Author: Henri Rossier, 1835-1928 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #14063 Tune Key: g minor First Line: Ô Sauveur, ô vrai Dieu, toi la vie éternelle Lyrics: 1 Ô Sauveur, ô vrai Dieu, toi la vie éternelle, Fontaine qui jaillis toujours fraîche et nouvelle, Profonde et pure source où vient puiser la foi, Tout pécheur a la vie en s’approchant de toi. 2 Que le souffle brûlant du désert nous consume, Que le ciel embrasé chaque jour se rallume, Si nos forces déjà commencent à fléchir, L’eau coule du Rocher et vient nous rafraîchir. 3 Mais bientôt, aux accents de ta voix souveraine, S’ouvrira devant nous le céleste domaine. L’aube en rougit déjà les radieux sommets, Et du fleuve éternel nous boirons à jamais! Languages: French Tune Title: [Ô Sauveur, ô vrai Dieu, toi la vie éternelle]

Roi Couvert De Blessures

Author: Bernard de Clairvaux; Inconnu Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #14090 Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Tune Key: a minor Lyrics: 1 Roi couvert de blessures, mourant pour nous, pécheurs, Tu souffres sans murmure la honte et la douleur. De la splendeur divine plus rien ne reste en toi, Roi couronné d’épines, cloué sur une croix! 2 Tu dois quitter la vie de tous abandonné, Quand vient ton agonie, Dieu semble s’éloigner; Mais au moment suprême, vers lui jetant un cri, Tu veux, dans ses mains mêmes, remettre ton esprit. 3 Dois-tu vraiment connaître le fond de la douleur, Toi qui venais pour être le grand libérateur? Tu veux porter nos peines, souffrir jusqu’à la mort, Répondre à tant de haine par plus d’amour encor. 4 Mais ton cruel martyre prépare un jour nouveau: Ta gloire et ton empire auprès du Dieu très-haut. Vers toi, dans la lumière, tu veux nous attirer. Tu veux conduire au Père tous ceux qu’il t’a donnés. Languages: French Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE

Death and Resurrection

Author: Priscilla J. Thompson Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #14134 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Tune Key: g minor First Line: The priests, the elders, and the scribes Lyrics: 1 The priests, the elders, and the scribes, From council had adjourned; And Pilate’s proffered sacrifice, The mob had promptly spurned. 2 And up Golgotha’s rising slope, A boisterous, cruel, band, With taunts, and jeers, and foul rebuke, Leads forth the Son of Man. 3 Oh, what a scene for human eyes! Our Savior, bowed in grief; And tortured by the very ones To whom He brings relief. 4 Close at His side, a swarthy man Beneath His cross doth bow; Oh Simon! Ne’er did mortal bend To nobler task than thou. 5 And, on the brow of Calvary, With scoffing, and with scorn, They nailed our Savior to the cross, With diadem of thorn. 6 ’Tis done, and Joseph now has laid His body in the tomb; And none except the guards keep watch, Amid the somber gloom. 7 But what can bar our holy Lord, Or cross His wondrous plan? The stronghold ’bout His lonely tomb. Shows unbelief of man. 8 When, to the tomb, the women came, In grief, at break of day, An angel, ’mid an earthquake vast, Had rolled the stone away. 9 No power within this great domain, Can stay our mighty king; Oh grave, where is thy victory, Oh death, where is thy sting! 10 Despite the grave, despite the bar, In triumph He hath flown. And sitteth now at God’s right hand, Joint-ruler of His own. Languages: English Tune Title: THE WAITS' SONG

Ka Zo, Ka Zo Immanuel

Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #14140 Tune Key: e minor or modal Refrain First Line: Murna! Murna! Yi murna, dukanku! Lyrics: 1 Ka zo, Ka zo Immanuel Ka fanshi ‘ya’yan Isra’ila. Da ka fashe su daga bauta Ka shirya musu yankin ƙasa ma. Korus: Murna! Murna! Yi murna, dukanku! Ga Allahnku, ya zo ya cece ku. 2 Ka zo, ka zo, Immanuel Ka kafa sabon Isra’ila Da muna cikin bautar Shaiɗan, Amma ka zo, ka tsinke sarƙoƙi. [Korus] 3 Ka zo, ka zo, Immanuel Ka tara ‘ya’yan Isra’ila Mu muna zama da shirinmu Har ran da za ka zo ka ɗauke mu. [Korus] Languages: Hausa Tune Title: [Ka zo, Ka zo Immanuel]

The Storm Of Sorrow Howls Around

Author: William J. Blew Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #14159 Meter: 8.6.8.6 Tune Key: e minor or modal Lyrics: 1 The storm of sorrow howls around That bleak and cheerless tree, Where hangs the Sufferer, throned and crowned— The cross of Calvary. 2 A weight of woe that head bows down, Deep anguish racks His heart; Face, hands, and feet, red torrents drown; Those wounds—how wild their smart. 3 He weeps, He prays, He cries that last And wildly wailing cry; Now through His mother’s heart hath passed The sword of agony. 4 He dies—hills, mountains, rocks and graves Are riven, rent the main; Yea, rock the cliffs, fields, floods and waves; The veil is rent in twain. 5 Why then are our hard hearts unrent? When sun, and moon, and stars Wail sadly, with the world’s lament: What sin our sorrow bars? 6 Wail, wail, for grief’s dark hour is this, Young men and maidens, wail; Anoint, and wash, and wipe, and kiss Those feet so deadly pale. 7 Anoint, and wash with tears, and wipe, With love’s long flowing tress, That Lamb of Love—whose every stripe Doth purge our guiltiness. 8 Oh! then, the peace and joy of all, Jesu, our life and bliss— In yon bright land our coronal, Be Thou our light in this. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. NEREUS

The Burning Babe

Author: Robert Southwell, circa 1561-1595 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #14167 Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Tune Key: e minor or modal First Line: As I in hoary winter’s night Lyrics: 1 As I in hoary winter’s night Stood shivering in the snow, Surprised I was with sudden heat, Which made my heart to glow; And lifting up a fearful eye To view what fire was near, A pretty Babe, all burning bright, Did in the air appear. 2 Who scorchèd with excessive heat, Such floods of tears did shed, As though His floods should quench His flames, Which with His tears were fed. "Alas!" quoth He, but newly born, “In fiery heats I fry, Yet none approach to warm their hearts, Or feel My fire but I. 3 “My faultless breast the furnace is, The fuèl wounding thorns, Love is the fire, and sighs the smoke, The ashes shame and scorn. The fuèl Justice layeth on, And Mercy blows the coals, The metals in this furnace wrought Are men’s defilèd souls. 4 "For which, as now on fire I am, To work them to their good, So will I melt into a bath, To wash them in My blood"; With this He vanished out of sight, And swiftly shrunk away, And straight I callèd unto mind That it was Christmas Day! Languages: English Tune Title: HIGHLAND PARK

New Heaven, New War (This Little Babe So Few Days Old)

Author: Robert Southwell, circa 1561-1595 Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #14171 Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Tune Key: f minor First Line: Come to your heav’n, you heavenly choirs Lyrics: 1 Come to your heav’n, you heavenly choirs, Earth hath the heaven of your desires. Remove your dwelling to your God; A stall is now His best abode. Since men their homage do deny, Come, angels, all their fault supply. 2 His chilling cold doth heat require; Come, seraphim, in lieu of fire. This little ark no cover hath; Let cherubs’ wings His body swathe. Come, Raphael, this Babe must eat; Provide our little Savior meat. 3 Let Gabriel be now His groom, That first took up His earthly room. Let Michael stand in His defense, Whom love hath linked to feeble sense. Let Graces rock when He doth cry, And angels sing His lullaby. 4 The same you saw in heav’nly seat Is He that now sucks Mary’s teat; Now see your king a mortal wight, His borrowed weed deceives your sight. Come, kiss the manger where He lies, That is your bliss above the skies. 5 This little Babe so few days old Is come to rifle Satan’s fold; All hell doth at His presence quake, Though He Himself for cold doth shake; For in this weak unarmèd wise The gates of hell He will surprise. 6 With tears He fights and wins the field, His tiny breast stands for a shield; His battering shot are babish cries, His arrows, looks of weeping eyes, His martial ensigns, cold and need, And feeble flesh His warrior’s steed. 7 His camp is pitchèd in a stall, His bulwark but a broken wall, The crib His trench, hay stalks His stakes, Of shepherds He His army makes; And thus, as sure His foe to wound, The angels’ trumps the charge now sound. 8 My soul, with Christ join thou in fight; Stick to His tents, the place of might. Within His crib is surest ward; This little Babe will be thy guard. If thou wilt foil thy foes with joy, Then flit not from this heav’nly Boy! Languages: English Tune Title: HEUT' TRIUMPHIERET GOTTES SOHN

Long Ago, In Solemn Midnight

Author: William W. Newton Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #14183 Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7 Tune Key: b minor or modal Lyrics: 1 Long ago, in solemn midnight, Shepherds watched upon the plain, When a band of holy angels Sang the earliest Christmas strain. Refrain: Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Glory be to God on high! 2 Gently flowed the silent waters In the stillness of the night, And the glittering stars in heaven Shone with pure and silvery light. [Refrain] 3 Heav’n is opened, all its glory Bursts across the eastern sky, For the harmony of seraphs Tells that Christ, the Lord, is nigh. [Refrain] 4 Now the golden gates are open, Enter ye, who love the Lord; For the Savior’s love hath triumphed, As He promised in His Word. [Refrain] 5 Join the angels in their chorus, Praise the Lord, who came to die; Praises in the highest, praises; Glory be to God on high. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: SIEH, HIER BIN ICH

동방박사 세 사람 귀한 예물 가지고

Author: John Henry Hopkins, Jr.; Unknown Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #14220 Tune Key: e minor or modal Lyrics: 1 동방박사 세 사람 귀한 예물 가지고 산을 넘고 물을 거너 별따라 왔도다 2 베들레헴 임금께 나는 황금 드리네 영원토록 모든 백성 다스려 주소서 3 거룩하신 구주께 나는 유향 드리네 만국백성 찬송드려 만유주 섬기세 4 주의 죽을 몸 위해 나는 몰약 드리네 세상 모든 죄인 위해 십자가 지셨네 5 다시 사신 구주님 왕의 왕이 되시네 동방박사 본을 받아 우리도 절하세 Languages: Korean Tune Title: [동방박사 세 사람 귀한 예물 가지고]