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THE BIRTH OF CHRIST




The saints, proclaim abroad
The honours of your king;
To Jesus your incarnate God,
Your songs of praises sing.


Not angels round the throne
Of majesty above,
Are half so much obliged as we,
To our Emmanuel's love.


They never sunk so low.
They are not raised so high;
They never knew such depths of woe,
Such heights of majesty.


Less favoured were the powers,
Who in his image stood;
Their crowns are cheaper far than ours;
Nor cost the lamb his blood.


The Saviour did not join
Their nature to his own;
For them he shed no blood divine,
Nor breathed a single groan.


May we with angels vie,
The Saviour to adore;
Our debts are greater far than theirs,
O be our praises more!


The saints, proclaim abroad
The honours of your king;
To Jesus your incarnate God,
Your songs of praises sing.


Not angels round the throne
Of majesty above,
Are half so much obliged as we,
To our Emmanuel's love.


They never sunk so low.
They are not raised so high;
They never knew such depths of woe,
Such heights of majesty.


Less favoured were the powers,
Who in his image stood;
Their crowns are cheaper far than ours;
Nor cost the lamb his blood.


The Saviour did not join
Their nature to his own;
For them he shed no blood divine,
Nor breathed a single groan.


May we with angels vie,
The Saviour to adore;
Our debts are greater far than theirs,
O be our praises more!

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LYRICS
Meter: 6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates:
      Bible Refs: Heb 2:16;
      LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1815# 31
      MUSIC
      Name: ST. BRIDE
      Meter: 6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1762
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