From Heaven Above To Earth I Come Lyrics (Traditional Hymn)
From Heaven Above To Earth I Come Lyrics (Traditional Hymn)
From Heaven Above To Earth I Come
Traditional Hymn

Lyrics Details

Download the PDF Chord Charts for From Heaven Above To Earth I Come by Traditional Hymn, from the album Open Hymnal.

SongID 8065
Language English
Album Open Hymnal
Artists Traditional Hymn
Authors Martin Luther
InstrumentsGuitar, Ukelele, Piano
File TypePDF
Pages
Available Keys A, Ab, B, Bb, C, C#, D, Db, E, Eb, F, F#, G, G#, Gb, Numbers, Numerals
ThemeAdoption, Alive, Angels, Anointed, Birth, Blessing, Children, Christ, Christmas, Creation, Earth, Everlasting, Family, Follow, Glory, Goodness, Gospel, Heart, Heaven, Holiness, Home, Honor, Humility, Hymn, Jesus, Joy, Kingdom, Kingship, Manger, Rest, Salvation, Shepherd, Sin, Teaching, Traditional, Truth, Wealth, Tongue, Quietness, Silence, Gladness, Sadness, Weakness, Riches, Gift, Poverty, Welcome, Mary, Hymn

Lyrics

Verse 1 From Heaven above to earth I come, To bear good news to every home; Glad tidings of great joy I bring, Whereof I now will say and sing. Verse 2 To you, this night, is born a Child Of Mary chosen mother mild; This tender Child of lowly birth, Shall be the joy of all your earth. Verse 3 'Tis Christ our God, Who far on high Had heard your sad and bitter cry; Himself will your Salvation be, Himself from sin will make you free. Verse 4 He brings those blessings long ago Prepared by God for all below; That in His heavenly kingdom blest Y ou may with us forever rest. Verse 5 These are the tokens ye shall mark, The swaddling clothes and manger dark; There shall ye find the young Child laid, By Whom the heav'ns and earth were made. Verse 6 Now let us all, with gladsome cheer, Follow the shepherds, and draw near To see this wondrous Gift of God, Who hath His own dear Son bestowed. Verse 7 Give heed, my heart, lift up thine eyes! What is it in yon manger lies? Who is this Child, so young and fair? The blessèd Christ Child lieth there! Verse 8 Welcome to earth, Thou noble Guest, Through Whom e'en wicked men are blest! Thou com'st to share our misery, What can we render, Lord, to Thee! Verse 9 Ah, Lord, Who hast created all, How hast Thou made Thee weak and small, To lie upon the coarse dry grass, The food of humble ox and ass. Verse 10 Were earth a thousand times as fair, Beset with gold and jewels rare, She yet were far too poor to be A narrow cradle, Lord, for Thee. Verse 11 For velvets soft and silken stuff Thou hast but hay and straw so rough, Whereon Thou King, so rich and great, As 'twere Thy heaven, art throned in state. Verse 12 Thus hath it pleased Thee to make plain The truth to us, poor fools and vain, That this world's honor, wealth and might Are naught and worthless in Thy sight. Verse 13 Ah, dearest Jesus, holy Child, Make Thee a bed, soft, undefiled, Here in my poor heart's inmost shrine, That I may evermore be Thine. Verse 14 My heart for very joy doth leap, My lips no more can silence keep, I too must sing, with joyful tongue, That sweetest ancient cradle song. Verse 15 Glory to God in highest Heaven, Who unto man His Son hath given, While angels sing, with pious mirth, A glad New Year to all the earth....

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