The Sunday after Christmas-Day.
The appointed time in perfect fulness run,
Thou, God Almighty, gavest forth thy Son
to take our human nature so forlorn,
a helpless Babe, of a pure Virgin born.
In the high wisdom of Salvation’s plan,
to win redemption for enslaved man,
to render that, man could not, without flaw,
perfect obedience to Thy holy law!
Gaining adoption for Thy creatures all,
that we, through Him, might Abba Father call,
regenerating grace, for us He won
each rebel creature, to be called Thy son!
Grant to us, then, regenerate by grace,
to dread the hidings of our Father’s face;
the daily influence of Thy Spirit give,
that in Thee, we may act, and think, and live.
Lord Jesus Christ, unto Thy holy name,
which was, and is, and shall be still the same:
with Father, Spirit, One God without end,
in praise and worship evermore we bend.
|Text||attr. Eliza Humphreys|
|Tune||Adoro te devote
French church melody, Mode 5, Processionale, 1697
Almighty God, who hast given us thy only begotten Son to take our nature upon him, and as at this time to be born of a pure Virgin; grant that we, being regenerate, and made thy children by adoption and grace, may daily be renewed by thy Holy Spirit ; through the same our Lord Jesus Christ, who liveth and reigneth with thee and the same Spirit, ever one God, world without end. Amen.