Poems (Gifford)/Emmanuel
EMMANUEL.(1. John v. 20.)
The Son of God is come!
Lo! the great Father by His Son hath spoken,
Yea, He hath sent Him to us, His love token;
And He, the brightness of the Father's glory,
With gladness came!—oh marvellous love-story!—
Came to accomplish all the Father's will,
And all the law and prophets to fulfil;
Came for our lost world fully to atone,
And a fair bride to purchase for His own;—
This, this is the true God!
Lo! the great Father by His Son hath spoken,
Yea, He hath sent Him to us, His love token;
And He, the brightness of the Father's glory,
With gladness came!—oh marvellous love-story!—
Came to accomplish all the Father's will,
And all the law and prophets to fulfil;
Came for our lost world fully to atone,
And a fair bride to purchase for His own;—
This, this is the true God!
The Son of God is come!
Emmanuel is born of human mother,
He took our nature and became our brother,
God-attributes in sweet proportion blending,
His perfect life His Father's truth commending;
Infinite love, might, wisdom He revealed,
And none in vain for pity e'er appealed;
And oh! the miracles that He achieved,
While 'mid admiring crowds but few believed;—
This, this is the true God!
Emmanuel is born of human mother,
He took our nature and became our brother,
God-attributes in sweet proportion blending,
His perfect life His Father's truth commending;
Infinite love, might, wisdom He revealed,
And none in vain for pity e'er appealed;
And oh! the miracles that He achieved,
While 'mid admiring crowds but few believed;—
This, this is the true God!
The Son of God is come!
God's precious gift, long promised, long expected;
He came, and lo! He was despised, rejected,
A man of sorrows, and with grief acquainted,
Bearing our sin, Himself by sin untainted;
Then, as the climax to His constant pain,
By sinners He was crucified and slain.
And yet for this, for this the Saviour came,
Well knowing what awaited Him of shame,
And this is the true God!
God's precious gift, long promised, long expected;
He came, and lo! He was despised, rejected,
A man of sorrows, and with grief acquainted,
Bearing our sin, Himself by sin untainted;
Then, as the climax to His constant pain,
By sinners He was crucified and slain.
And yet for this, for this the Saviour came,
Well knowing what awaited Him of shame,
And this is the true God!
The Son of God is come!
And He hath died. But from death's fast-barred prison,
A conqueror triumphant He hath risen,
Risen for ever, and He hath ascended
Unto His God, His grief in glory ended.
Gone for a little, to return ere long
By myriad saints attended, a glad throng;
Ay, in His glory to return again
To gather all His own with Him to reign.
This, this is the true God!
And He hath died. But from death's fast-barred prison,
A conqueror triumphant He hath risen,
Risen for ever, and He hath ascended
Unto His God, His grief in glory ended.
Gone for a little, to return ere long
By myriad saints attended, a glad throng;
Ay, in His glory to return again
To gather all His own with Him to reign.
This, this is the true God!
The Son of God is come!
Our joyous love and reverence demanding,
And He hath given us an understanding
To know the Truth, the Centre of all blessing,
Whom knowing, we all fulness are possessing;
For God hath come e'en to our inmost hearts
And pardon, comfort, strength, hope, He imparts.
Oh, service sweet! oh, boundlessness of bliss!
What true delight can be compared with this?
For this is the true God!
Our joyous love and reverence demanding,
And He hath given us an understanding
To know the Truth, the Centre of all blessing,
Whom knowing, we all fulness are possessing;
For God hath come e'en to our inmost hearts
And pardon, comfort, strength, hope, He imparts.
Oh, service sweet! oh, boundlessness of bliss!
What true delight can be compared with this?
For this is the true God!
The Son of God is come!
Faithful and true is our divine Creator,
Faithful and true our loving Mediator,
Gracious and merciful for all our sinning,
Loving us to the end from the beginning.
Tell out this gospel-joy so simply grand,
Send the good tidings to each needy land,
From east to west ring out God's mighty call
The truth, the invitation is for all
From the true, faithful God!
Faithful and true is our divine Creator,
Faithful and true our loving Mediator,
Gracious and merciful for all our sinning,
Loving us to the end from the beginning.
Tell out this gospel-joy so simply grand,
Send the good tidings to each needy land,
From east to west ring out God's mighty call
The truth, the invitation is for all
From the true, faithful God!
REST.(Matthew xi. 28.)
Ah! this is what I need, Lord,
Is it indeed for me!—
Rest for the heavy-laden,
May such come unto Thee!
Is it indeed for me!—
Rest for the heavy-laden,
May such come unto Thee!
Is it for me to-day, Lord?
May I come now to Thee!
Just as I am, so sinful,
Charged with iniquity?
May I come now to Thee!
Just as I am, so sinful,
Charged with iniquity?
So restless, toil-worn, weary,
So full of pain and care,—
May I bring all my burden,
Assured that Thou wilt bear?
So full of pain and care,—
May I bring all my burden,
Assured that Thou wilt bear?
I take Thy word, Lord Jesus,
I will not stay to doubt;
Thou, Thou art what I long for,
And Thou wilt not cast out.
I will not stay to doubt;
Thou, Thou art what I long for,
And Thou wilt not cast out.
I take the rest, Thou givest
And eased is all my pain,
A wondrous peace steals o'er me,
Clear shining after rain.
And eased is all my pain,
A wondrous peace steals o'er me,
Clear shining after rain.
And yet a rest remaineth,
A perfect, endless rest;—
I thank Thee, oh my Saviour,
Oh! truly I am blest!
A perfect, endless rest;—
I thank Thee, oh my Saviour,
Oh! truly I am blest!