blb/hymns/hymns_html/htm_g_f_gfromonh.html

49 lines
2.7 KiB
HTML

<html><head>
<script src="../../js/basepath.js" type="text/javascript"></script>
<script src="./js/nav.js" type="text/javascript"></script>
<script src="./js/MainHeader.js" type="text/javascript"></script>
<title>BLB Hymns</title>
<h2>GOD FROM ON HIGH HATH HEARD</h2>
<p align="center"><h3>&#8220;God hath heard me.&#8221; Psalm 66:19</h3></p>
<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
<hr>
<p><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_c_o_coffin_c.html" target="_blank">Charles Coffin</a>, in <em>Paris Breviary</em>, 1736 (<em>Jam desinant suspiria</em>); translated from Latin to English by J. R. Woodford, circa 1850, and first published in his <em>Hymns Arranged for Sundays</em>, 1852.</p>
<p><em>Music:</em> &#8220;St. George (Gauntlett),&#8221; <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_g_a_gauntlett_hj.html" target="_blank">Henry John Gauntlett</a>, 1848 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_s_t_stgeorgg.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
<hr>
<div class="lyrics">
<p>God from on high hath heard;<br>
Let sighs and sorrows cease;<br>
Lo! from the opening Heav&#8217;n descends<br>
To man the promised Peace.</p>
<p>Hark! through the silent night<br>
Angelic voices swell;<br>
Their joyful songs proclaim that &#8220;God<br>
Is born on earth to dwell.&#8221;</p>
<p>See how the shepherd band<br>
Speed on with eager feet;<br>
Come to the hallowed cave with them<br>
The Holy Babe to greet.</p>
<p>But, oh, what sight appears<br>
Within that lowly door!<br>
A manger, stall, and swaddling clothes,<br>
A Child and mother poor!</p>
<p>Art Thou the Christ? the Son?<br>
The Father&#8217;s image bright?<br>
And see we Him Whose arm upholds<br>
Earth and the starry height?</p>
<p>Yea, faith can pierce the cloud<br>
Which veils Thy glory now;<br>
We hail Thee, God, before Whose throne<br>
The angels prostrate bow.</p>
<p>A silent Teacher, Lord,<br>
Thou bidd&#8217;st us not refuse<br>
To bear what flesh would have us shun,<br>
To shun what flesh would choose.</p>
<p>Our sinful pride to cure<br>
With that pure love of Thine,<br>
O be Thou born within our hearts,<br>
Most Holy Child divine.</p>
</div>
<hr>
<script src="./js/MainFooter.js" type="text/javascript"></script>