Lord
Jesus, Saviour, born in lowly station
A virgin’s Son, in David’s royal line
Men to redeem from every tribe and nation
You did stoop down and die, and I am Thine.
When
I look back and see in history’s pages
The story of your world wide triumphs told
While, from over the world to You the Rock of Ages
Men turn from sin Your beauty to behold.
Then
sings my soul, my Saviour God to Thee
How great You are, how great You are!
Before Your lofty throne I bow the knee
And there confess how great You are.
And
since I know the Babe of Bethlehem’s manger
Is Lord of Heaven whom myriad hosts acclaim
Yet here amid the poor, on earth a
stranger
He died to save me, now I exalt His Name
He
who earth was scorned despised, rejected
Who now in Heaven sits on His glorious throne
He is coming soon, the King so long expected
To rule the universe and bless His own.
For unto
you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.
Him hath
God exalted with his right hand to be a Prince and a Saviour, for to give
repentance to Israel, and forgiveness of sins. (Acts 5: 31)
For the
grace of God that bringeth salvation hath appeared to all men, Teaching us that,
denying ungodliness and worldly lusts, we should live soberly, righteously, and
godly, in this present world; Looking for that blessed hope, and the glorious
appearing of the great God and our Saviour Jesus Christ; Who gave himself for
us, that he might redeem us from all iniquity, and purify unto himself a
peculiar people, zealous of good works.
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