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<title>BLB Hymns</title>
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<h2>WE CHRISTIANS MAY REJOICE TODAY</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“I bring you good tidings of great joy.” Luke 2:10</h3></p>
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<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>
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<td><em>Words:</em> Caspar Füger, in <em>Drey schöne Newe Geistliche Gesenge</em>, 1592 (<em>Wir Christenleut’ hab’n jetzund Freud</em>); translated from German to English by <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_w_i_winkworth_c.html" target="_blank">Catherine Winkworth</a> in <em>The Chorale Book for England</em> (London: 1863).
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<p><em>Music:</em> “O Jesus Christ, dein Kripplein,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_c_r_cruger_j.html" target="_blank">Johann Crüger</a>, 1653 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_d_e_deinkrip.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </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>
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<p>We Christians may rejoice today<br>
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When Christ was born to comfort and to save us.<br>
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Who thus believes no longer grieves,<br>
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For none are lost who grasp the hope He gave us.</p>
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<p>Oh, wondrous joy that God most high<br>
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Should take our flesh and thus our race should honor!<br>
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A virgin mild hath borne this Child;<br>
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Such grace and glory God hath put upon her.</p>
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<p>Sin bought us grief, but Christ relief,<br>
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When down to earth He came for our salvation.<br>
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Since God with us is dwelling thus,<br>
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Who dares to speak the Christian’s condemnation?</p>
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<p>The hither throng with happy song<br>
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To Him Whose birth and death are our assurance;<br>
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Through Whom are we at last set free<br>
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From sins and burdens that surpassed endurance.</p>
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<p>Yea, let us praise our God and raise<br>
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Loud hallelujahs to the skies above us.<br>
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The bliss bestowed today by God<br>
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To ceaseless thankfulness and joy should move us.</p>
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