The Epiphany, or the Manifestation of Christ to the Gentiles.
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Lord God of Hosts, how great Thy might when ancient Israel leading, Thou gav’st a guide by day, by night, in cloud and fire succeeding. |
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Thy love, O God, how manifest when Thy great Name confessing, Thou gav’st Thy people peace and rest, Canaan’s bright land possessing. |
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O God, as time still onward ran, a daystar Thou didst send us, The guiding beam for Gentile man in mercy to befriend us. |
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Admitted to Thy covenant grace, to Thee by faith belonging, behold the ransomed Gentile race around Thy chariot thronging. |
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Admit us to Thy glorious love when death our life is bringing, that we may all rejoice above in endless glory singing, |
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To Thee, our Lord, who died for us, yet rose again in glory, in Thy ascension filling up salvation’s wondrous story. |
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Text | attr. Eliza Humphreys |
Tune | St. Columba Irish melody; desc. Alan Gray (1855-1935) |
O God, who by the leading of a star didst manifest thy only begotten Son to the Gentiles; mercifully grant, that we, which know thee now by faith, may after this life have the fruition of thy glorious Godhead; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.