THE everlasting Son of God
In time a babe was born;
The lowly Jesus, Son of Man,
In woe, in want, and scorn.
What works of love, what words of grace,
He heralded afar;
And then He bled for sinful men,
A dying Conqueror.
Exalted on the throne of God,
In majesty and might;
His name the sinner’s joyful plea,
The Father’s full delight.
Messiah, Lord, a Saviour-God,
The Bright and Morning Star;
Oh, tell His triumph and His fame,
The Risen Conqueror.
Oh, sing His praise, the sinner’s Friend,
The Church’s glorious Head;
Who burst the bands of death and hell
A Victor from the dead.
The Light of life, the Joy of men,
The mighty Man of War;
He’s coming soon, o’er all to reign
A glorious Conqueror.
Ten myriad voices, loud and clear,
Ring from the ages past,
And ransomed souls of every clime
Proclaim their Lord at last;
Through all the darkened lands of earth
His servants shout afar,
That Jesus Christ is Lord alone, Eternal Conqueror
J. M. C.