O Jesus Christ, Thy manger
is My paradise
At which my soul reclineth.
For there, O Lord, Doth lie
the Word Made flesh for us;
Herein Thy grace forthshineth.
2. He whom the sea
And wind obey Doth come to serve
The sinner in great meekness.
Thou, God's own Son,
With us art one, Dost join us and
Our children in our weekness.
3. Thy light and grace
Our guilt efface,
Thy heavenly Riches all
our loss retrieving.
Immanuel, Thy birth doth quell
The power of hell
And Satan's bold deceiving.
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4. Thou Christian heart,
Whoe'er thou art,
Be of good cheer
And let no sorrow move thee!
For God's own Child,
In mercy mild, Joins thee to Him;
How greatly God must love thee!
5. Remember thou What glory
now The Lord prepared
Thee for all earthly sadness.
The angel host
Can never boast Of greater glory,
Greater bliss or gladness.
6. The world may hold
Her wealth and gold;
But thou, my heart,
Keep Christ as thy true Treasure.
To Him hold fast
Until at last A crown be thine
And honour in full measure.
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