Text: | Immanuel is Born |
1 Arise and hail the happy day,
Cast all low cares of life away,
And thought of meaner things:
This day to cure our deadly woes,
The Son of Righteousness arose,
With healing in his wings.
2 If angels on that happy morn,
The Saviour of the world was born,
Pour'd forth their joyful songs;
Much more should we of human race,
Adore the wonders of his grace,
To whom the grace belongs.
3 O then let heav'n and earth rejoice,
Let ev'ry creature join his voice,
To hymn that happy day;
Where Satan's empire vanquish'd fell,
And all the pow'rs of death and hell,
Confess'd his sov'reign sway.
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First Line: | Arise, and hail the happy day |
Title: | Immanuel is Born |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1792 |
Scripture: | |
Topic: | The Nativity of the Savior, Celebrated by Angels and Men |
Source: | Howard's Coll. |