Misc Religious - Come, And Christ The Lord Be Praising - Текст песни

Come, and Christ the Lord be praising
Heart and mind to Him be raising
Celebrate His love amazing
Worthy folk of Christendom.

Sin, death, hell, may all be grieving
Satan shame feel to him cleaving
We salvation free receiving
Cast our every care away.

See what God for us provideth
Life that in His Son abideth
And our weary steps He guideth
From earth's woe to heav'nly joy.

His soul deeply for us feeleth
He His love to us revealeth
He Who is in the heavens dwelleth
Came to save us from our foe.

Jacob's star His advent maketh
Soothes the longing heart that acheth
And the serpent's head He breaketh
Scattering the powers of hell.

Op'd hath He and freedom gained us
From the prison that contained us
Where much grief and sorrow pained us
And our hearts were bowed with woe.

O blest hour when we receiv