Hymns for Children, 87

All glory to God,
Who on man hath bestow'd
The unspeakable gift of His Son!
Little children, we sing
At the birth of a King
Who will give us a share of His throne.

His astonishing birth
Brings peace upon earth.

And praise to His Father above,
Who is now reconciled
By that innocent Child,
And His anger is turn'd into love.

For Immanuel's sake.
Who our nature did take,
He is pleased with the children of men:
And if Christ we believe,
Will His rebels receive
To the arms of His mercy again.

By the Spirit of grace.
We our Saviour embrace.
And expect He again will come down.

Our souls to remove
By the power of His love,
And with heavenly glory to crown.
HYMN LXXXVni.

Thou, whom angel-choirs proclaim,
Hast bid the children chant Thy name,
Loosen then the stammering tongue,
Listen to my artless song:
Now my infant voice I raise,
Lisp an unknown Saviour's praise;
And feebly thus begin to sing
Under the shadow of Thy wing.