Hymn/Song Information

O blessed Jesus This Thy lowly manger

O blessèd Jesus! This
Thy lowly manger is
The paradise where oft
my soul would feed:
Here is the place, my Lord,
Where lies th’eternal Word
Clothed with our flesh,
made like to us indeed.

For He Whose mighty sway
The winds and seas obey,
Submits to serve,
and stoops to those who sin;
The glorious Son of God
Doth bear the mortal load
Of earth and dust,
like us and all our kin.

For thus, O God supreme,
Wilt Thou our flesh redeem,
And rise it to Thy throne
o’er every height:
Eternal Strength, here Thou
To brotherhood dost bow
With transient things
that pass like mists of night.

Thy glory and Thy joy
All woe and grief destroy;
Thou, heavenly Treasure,
dost all wealth restore!
Thou deep and living Well!
Thou great Immanuel
Dost conquer sin
and death for evermore!

Then come, whoe’er thou art
O poor desponding heart,
Take courage now,
let this thy fears dispel,
That since His Son most dear
Thy God hath giv’n thee here,
It cannot be but God
doth love thee well.

How often dost thou think
Thou thou must surely sink,
That hope and comfort are
no more for thee;
Come hither then and gaze
Upon this Infant’s face,
And here the love of God
incarnate see.

Ah now the blessèd door
Stands open evermore
To all the joys of this world
and the next:
This Babe will be our Friend,
And quickly make an end
Of all that faithful hearts
long time hath vexed.

Then, earth, we care no more
To seek thy richest store,
If but this treasure
will be still our own;
And he who holds it fast,
Till all this life is past,
Our Lord will crown
with joy before His throne.