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Christians Sing Out with Exaltation
Christians, sing out with exultation,
And praise your Benefactor’s Name!
Today the Author of salvation,
The Father’s well belovèd came.
Of undefilèd virgin mother
An Infant, all divine, was born,
And God Himself became your Brother
Upon this happy Christmas morn.
In Him eternal might and power
To human weakness hath inclined;
And this poor Child brings richest dower
Of gifts and graces to mankind.
While here His Majesty disguising,
A servant’s form the Master wears,
Behold the beams of glory rising,
E’en from His poverty and tears.
A stable serves Him for a dwelling,
And for a bed a manger mean;
Yet o’er His head, His advent telling,
A new and wondrous star is seen.
Angels rehearse to men the story,
The joyful story of His birth;
To Him they raise the anthem–”Glory
To God on high, and peace on earth!”
For through this holy Incarnation
The primal curse is done away;
And blessèd peace o’er all creation
Hath shed its pure and gentle ray.
Then, in that heavenly concert joining,
O Christian men, with one accord,
Your voices tunefully combining,
Salute the birthday of your Lord!
Christmas Comes Anew (French)
Christmas comes anew
O let us sing Noel!
Glory to God!
Now let your praises swell!
Sing we Noel for Christ
The newborn King, Noel!
Sing we Noel for Christ
The newborn King,
Christmas comes anew
O let us sing Noel!
In the manger bed,
The shepherds found the child;
Joseph was there,
And the Mother Mary mild.
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Soon came the kings
From following the star,
Bearing costly gifts
From Eastern lands afar.
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Brought to Him gold
And incense of great price;
Then the stable bare
Resembled Paradise.
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Christmas Celebration
Now to God on high be glory
And to men on earth be peace
Tis the Eucharistic anthem
Music that shall never cease
To a ransom’d world proclaiming
Jesu’s advent, men’s release
Christendom at all her Altars
Once again the tale doth tell
Of His Birth, Who came to vanquish
Sin and Satan, Death and Hell,
Virgin-born, and Manger-cradled,
Jesus our Emmanuel.
See the shepherds, heaven-greeted,
Worship, while the Angels sing;
See the Magi, star-directed,
Their most costly treasures bring;
See earth’s simple ones and wise ones
Bending o’er their Baby-King.
Happy Mother, ever Virgin,
Mary clasps Him to her breast,
All succeeding generations
Speaking of her call her blest,
And Saint Joseph joins with wonder
In the homage of the rest.