Sunday Hymn: All Praise to Thee, Eternal Lord
ALL PRAISE TO THEE, ETERNAL LORD
All praise to thee, Eternal Lord,
Clothed in a garb of flesh and blood;
Choosing a manger for thy throne,
While worlds on worlds are thine alone.
Once did the skies before thee bow;
A Virgin's arms contain thee now:
Angels who did in thee rejoice
Now listen for thine infant voice.
A little Child, thou art our Guest,
That weary ones in thee may rest;
Forlorn and lowly is thy birth,
That we may rise to heav'n from earth.
Thou comest in the darksome night
To make us children of the light,
To make us, in the realms divine,
Like thine own angels round thee shine.
All this for us thy love hath done;
By this to thee our love is won:
For this we tune our cheerful lays,
And shout our thanks in ceaseless praise.
Blue Trinity Hymnal, #155
Reader Comments (2)
I enjoyed singing this one today! These are the lines that I found most moving:
Thou comest in the darksome night
To make us children of the light,
"The darksome night" seems to me such an apt description of our sinful condition without Christ.
Great words...