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Break Forth, O Beauteous Heavenly Light

Author: Fred Pratt Green, 1903-2000; John Troutbeck, 1832-1899; Johann Rist, 1607-1667 Hymnal: Worship and Rejoice #202 (2003) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.7 Scripture: Genesis 3:15 Lyrics: 1 Break forth, O beauteous heavenly light, and usher in the morning; O shepherds, shudder not in fright, but hear the angel's warning. This child, now weak in infancy, our confidence and joy shall be, the power of Satan breaking, our peace eternal making. 2 Come, dearest child, into our hearts, and leave your crib behind you! Let this be where the new life starts for all who seek and find you. To you the honor, thanks, and praise, for all your gifts this time of grace; come, conquer and deliver this world, and us, forever. Languages: English Tune Title: ERMUNTRE DICH
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Omniscience--Ps. 139

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Laudes Domini #170 (1888) Scripture: Genesis 3:8 First Line: Lord, where shall guilty souls retire Lyrics: 1 Lord! where shall guilty souls retire, Forgotten and unknown? In hell they meet thy dreadful fire-- In heaven thy glorious throne. 2 If, winged with beams of morning light, I fly beyond the west, Thy hand, which must support my flight, Would soon betray my rest. 3 If, o'er my sins, I think to draw The curtains of the night, Those flaming eyes, that guard thy law, Would turn the shades to light. 4 The beams of noon, the midnight hour, Am both alike to thee: Oh, may I ne'er provoke that power, From which I cannot flee. Topics: God: The Father Languages: English Tune Title: ELIZABETHTOWN

People, look East. The time is near

Author: Eleanor Farjeon (1881-1965) Hymnal: Church Hymnary (4th ed.) #281 (2005) Meter: 8.7.9.8.8.7 Scripture: Genesis 3:15 Topics: Life in Christ Christ Incarnate - Promise of the Messiah; Jesus Names and images for Languages: English Tune Title: BESANÇON

People, look East. The time is near

Author: Eleanor Farjeon (1881-1965) Hymnal: Hymns of Glory, Songs of Praise #281 (2008) Meter: 8.7.9.8.8.7 Scripture: Genesis 3:15 Topics: Life in Christ Christ Incarnate - Promise of the Messiah; Jesus Names and images for Languages: English Tune Title: BESANÇON

The Tree of Life My Soul Hath Seen

Author: Joshua Smith, 18th cent. Hymnal: Common Praise (1998) #488 (1998) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Genesis 3 Topics: Salvation/Redemption; Christian Life Languages: English Tune Title: PINKHAM
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Awake, My Heart, with Gladness

Author: Paul Gerhardt, 1607-76; John Kelly, 1833-90 Hymnal: Lutheran Service Book #467 (2006) Meter: 7.6.7.6.6.6.6.6 Scripture: Genesis 3:15 Lyrics: 1 Awake, my heart, with gladness, See what today is done; Now, after gloom and sadness, Comes forth the glorious sun. My Savior there was laid Where our bed must be made When to the realms of light Our spirit wings its flight. 2 The foe in triumph shouted When Christ lay in the tomb; But lo, he now is routed, His boast is turned to gloom. For Christ again is free; In glorious victory He who is strong to save Has triumphed o'er the grave. 3 This is a sight that gladdens-- What peace it doth impart! Now nothing ever saddens The joy within my heart. No gloom shall ever shake, No foe shall ever take The hope which God's own Son In love for me hath won. 4 Now hell, its prince, the devil, Of all their pow'r are shorn; Now I am safe from evil, And sin I laugh to scorn. Grim death with all his might Cannot my soul affright; It is a pow'rless form, Howe'er it rave and storm. 5 The world against me rages, Its fury I disdain; Though bitter war it wages, Its work is all in vain. My heart from care is free, No trouble troubles me. Misfortune now is play, And night is bright as day. 6 Now I will cling forever To Christ, my Savior true; My Lord will leave me never, Whate'er He passes through. He rends death's iron chain; He breaks through sin and pain; He shatters hell's dark thrall; I follow Him through all. 7 He brings me to the portal That leads to bliss untold, Whereon this rhyme immortal Is found in script of gold: "Who there My cross has shared Finds here a crown prepared; Who there with Me has died Shall here be glorified." Languages: English Tune Title: AUF, AUF, MEIN HERZ
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Hymn 107

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts, The #I.107 (1806) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Genesis 3:15 First Line: Deceived by subtle snares of hell Lyrics: Deceived by subtle snares of hell, Adam, our head, our father, fell; When Satan, in the serpent hid, Proposed the fruit that God forbid. Death was the threat'ning: death began To take possession of the man His unborn race received the wound, And heavy curses smote the ground. But Satan found a worse reward; Thus saith the vengeance of the Lord "Let everlasting hatred be Betwixt the woman's seed and thee. "The woman's seed shall be my Son; He shall destroy what thou hast done; Shall break thy head, and only feel Thy malice raging at his heel." He spake; and bid four thousand years Roll on; at length his Son appears; Angels with joy descend to earth, And sing the young Redeemer's birth. Lo, by the sons of hell he dies; But as he hung 'twixt earth and skies, He gave their prince a fatal blow, And triumphed o'er the powers below.] Languages: English
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The fall and recovery of man, or Christ and Satan at enmity

Hymnal: Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three Books #I.CVII (1793) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Scripture: Genesis 3:15 First Line: Deceiv'd by subtil snares of hell Lyrics: 1 Deceiv'd by subtil snares of hell, Adam our head, our father fell, When satan in the serpent hid, Propos'd the fruit that God forbid. 2 Death was the threat'ning: death began To take possession of the man; His unborn race receiv'd the wound, And heavy curses smote the ground. 3 But Satan found a worse reward; Thus saith the vengeance of the Lord, "Let everlasting hatred be "Betwixt the woman's seed and thee. 4 "The woman's seed shall be my Son, He shall destroy what thou hast done; "Shall break thy head, and only feel "Thy malice raging at his heel." 5 [He spake; and bid four thousand years Roll on;— at length his son appears; Angels with joy descend to earth, And sing the young Redeemer's birth. 6 Lo, by the sons of hell he dies; But as he hung 'twixt earth and skies, He gave their prince a fatal blow, And triumph'd o'er the pow'rs below.] Languages: English
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The Fall and Recovery of Man: Or, Christ and Satan at enmity

Hymnal: Doctor Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #H.XVII (1785) Scripture: Genesis 3:15 First Line: Deceiv'd by subtle snares of hell Lyrics: 1 Deceiv'd by subtle snares of hell, Adam, our head, our father, fell; His unborn race receiv'd the wound, And heavy curses smote the ground. 2 Thus saith the vengeance of the Lord — But satan found a worse reward; "Let everlasting hatred be "Betwixt the woman's seed and thee. 3 "The woman's seed shall be my Son; "He shall destroy what thou hast done — "Shall break thy head — and only feel "Thy malice raging at his heel." 4 He spake — and bade four thousand years Roll on — at length his Son appears; Angels, with joy descend to earth, And sing the young Redeemer's birth. 5 Lo, by the sons of hell he dies! But as he hung 'twixt earth and skies, He gave their prince a fatal blow, And triumph'd o'er the powers below. Languages: English
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Deceiv'd by subtil Snares of Hell

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #I.CVII (1766) Scripture: Genesis 3:15 Lyrics: 1 Deceiv'd by subtil Snares of Hell, Adam, our Head, our Father fell, When Satan, in the Serpent hid, Propos'd the Fruit that God forbid. 2 Death was the Threat'ning; Death began To take Possession of the Man; His unborn Race receiv'd the Wound, And heavy Curses smote the Ground. 3 But Satan found a worse Reward; Thus saith the Vengeance of the Lord Let everlasting Hatred be Betwixt the Woman's Seed and Thee. 4 The Woman's Seed shall be my Son, He shall destroy what thou hast done; Shall break thy Head, and only feel Thy Malice raging at his Heel. [5 He spake; and bid Four Thousand Years Roll on; at length his Son appears: Angels with Joy descend to Earth, And sing the young Redeemer's Birth. 6 Lo, by the Sons of Hell he dies; But as he hung 'twixt Earth and skies, He gave their Prince a fatal Blow, And triumph'd o'er the Pow'rs below.] Topics: Adam His Fall; Curse and Promise; Enmity between Christ and Satan; Fall and Recovery of Man; Hell and Judgment; Promised Messiah born; Promises of the Covenant Languages: English

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