I. |
II. |
III. |
IV. |
I. |
II. |
III. |
IV. |
V. |
VI. |
VII. |
VIII. |
IX. |
X. |
XI. |
XII. |
XIII. |
XIV. |
XV. |
XVI. |
XVII. |
XVIII. |
XIX. |
XX. |
XXII. |
XXIII. |
XXIV. |
XXV. |
XXVI. |
XXVII. |
XXVIII. |
XXIX. |
XXX. |
XXXI. |
XXXII. |
XXXIII. |
XXXIV. |
XXXV. |
XXXVI. |
XXXVII. |
XXXVIII. |
XXXIX. |
XL. |
XLI. |
XLII. |
XLIII. |
XLIV. |
XLV. |
XLVI. |
XLVII. |
XLVIII. |
XLIX. |
L. |
LI. |
LII. |
V. |
VI. |
VII. |
VIII. |
IX. |
X. |
XI. |
XII. |
XIII. |
The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | ||
HYMN XIII.
[Let angels and archangels sing]
Let angels and archangels sing
The wonderful Immanuel's name,
Adore with us our new-born King,
And still the joyful news proclaim;
All earth and heaven be ever join'd,
To praise the Saviour of mankind.
The wonderful Immanuel's name,
Adore with us our new-born King,
And still the joyful news proclaim;
All earth and heaven be ever join'd,
To praise the Saviour of mankind.
119
The everlasting God comes down
To sojourn with the sons of men;
Without His majesty or crown
The Great Invisible is seen;
Of all His dazzling glories shorn,
The everlasting God is born!
To sojourn with the sons of men;
Without His majesty or crown
The Great Invisible is seen;
Of all His dazzling glories shorn,
The everlasting God is born!
Angels, behold that Infant's face,
With rapturous awe the Godhead own:
'Tis all your heaven on Him to gaze,
And cast your crowns before His throne;
Though now He on His footstool lies,
Ye know He built both earth and skies.
With rapturous awe the Godhead own:
'Tis all your heaven on Him to gaze,
And cast your crowns before His throne;
Though now He on His footstool lies,
Ye know He built both earth and skies.
By Him into existence brought,
Ye sang the all-creating word;
Ye heard Him call our world from nought;
Again, in honour of your Lord,
Ye morning stars, your hymns employ,
And shout, ye sons of God, for joy.
Ye sang the all-creating word;
Ye heard Him call our world from nought;
Again, in honour of your Lord,
Ye morning stars, your hymns employ,
And shout, ye sons of God, for joy.
The poetical works of John and Charles Wesley | ||