The Collection of the Greatest Catholic Hymns. Henry Formby
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Название: The Collection of the Greatest Catholic Hymns
Автор: Henry Formby
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In thy tender bosom hide me,
Mary, take me to thy care,
Christmas Hymn.
(I.)
Sing, my tongue, the Saviour's glory,
Sing with joy and holy mirth;
Tell aloud the famous story
Of His spotless virgin birth:
How He comes, an infant stranger,
Here to dwell with us on earth.
Now the long-expected fulness
Of the sacred time draws nigh;
Now for us the Word eternal
Leaves his Father's throne on high;
From a virgin's womb appearing,
Cloth'd in our mortality.
All within a lowly manger,
Lo, a helpless Babe He lies;
See, His gentle virgin Mother
Lull to sleep His infant cries,
While the limbs of God incarnate
Round with swathing bands she ties.
Blessing, honour everlasting
To th' immortal Deity;
To the Father, Son, and Spirit,
Equal adoration be.
Prais'd be Thou through earth and heaven,
Sempiternal Unity.
Christmas Hymn.
(ii.)
See amid the winter's snow,
Born for us on earth below,
See the tender Lamb appears,
Promis'd from eternal years.
Hail, thou ever-blessed morn!
Hail, redemption's happy dawn!
Sing through all Jerusalem,
Christ is born in Bethlehem!
Lo, within a manger lies
He who built the starry skies;
He who, thron'd in height sublime,
Sits amid the cherubim.
Hail, &c.
"Say, ye holy shepherds, say
What your joyful news to-day?
Wherefore have ye left your sheep
On the lonely mountain steep?"
Hail, &c.
"As we watch'd at dead of night,
Lo! we saw a wondrous light;
Angels singing, 'Peace on earth,'
Told us of the Saviour's birth."
Hail, &c.
Sacred Infant! all divine!
What a tender love was Thine,
Thus to come from highest bliss
Down to such a world as this!
Hail, &c.
Teach, oh, teach us, holy Child,
By Thy face so meek and mild;
Teach us to resemble thee
In Thy sweet humility.
Hail, &c.
Virgin Mother! Mary blest!
By the joys that fill thy breast,
Pray for us, that we may prove
Worthy of the Saviour's love
Hail,&c.
Veni Creator.
Come, O Creator Spirit blest!
And in our souls take up Thy rest;
Come, with Thy grace and heav'nly aid,
To fill the hearts which Thou hast made
Great Paraclete! to Thee we cry:
O highest gift of God most high!
O fount of life! O fire of love!
And sweet Anointing from above!
Thou in thy sevenfold gifts art known;
Thee Finger of God's hannd we own;
The promise of the Father thou!
Who dost the tounge with pow'r endow.
Kindle our senses from above,
And make our hearts o'erflow with love;
With patience firm, and virtue high,
The weakness of our flesh supply.
Far from us drive the foe we dread,
And grant us Thy true peace instead;
So shall we not, with Thee for guide,
Turn from the path of life aside.
Oh, may Thy grace on us bestow,
The Father and the Son to know;
And Thee through endless times confess'd
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