Horatio W. Parker - The Holy Child, Op. 37 - текст песни (слова)

1. I am Gabriel, that stand in the presence of God, 
 and I am sent to speak unto thee, 
 and to show thee these glad tidings.
 Thou shalt bring forth a Son 
 and shall call His Name Jesus, 
 for He shall save His people from their sins; 
 and thou shalt call His Name Jesus.
 
 2. How soft the light on Judah's hills 
 And on her blessed plains,
 While o'er the shepherds watching there,
 Unbroken silence reigns.
 But see, a light like morn on midnight breaking; 
 and hark, angelic choirs the song awaking:
 Fear not!
 Behold I bring you good tidings of great joy, 
 which shall be to all people.
 The Prince of Peace this day is born 
 In David's city fair;
 Go, bow before 
 His sacred feet and offer homage there.
 To God, on high, be endless praise and glory!
 O haste! tell all the world the wondrous story.
 Fear not! 
 Behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, 
 which shall be to all people. 
 
 3. O ye who heard the blessed song 
 First fall on mortal ears,
 Whose harmony shall never cease 
 Down to the latest years.
 How did ye haste with eager feet 
 To Bethl'hem's lowly shed,
 Where in the manger lay the 
 Babe For us incarnate made!
 How rev'rently ye entered in 
 To worship at His feet;
 Returning then with thankful praise 
 Those wonders to repeat!
 O ye who heard the blessed song 
 First fall on mortal ears,
 How did ye haste with eager feet 
 To Bethl'hem's lowly shed,
 Where in the manger lay the 
 Babe for us incarnate made,
 For us incarnate made.
 
 4. Christ, the King of kings, and Lord of lords,
 Seeks the poorest shelter earth affords,
 Yet that manger is a glorious throne 
 For Messiah, come unto His own.
 Hail Him, hail Him, hail Him, come unto His own.
 Hail Messiah, Hail Him, Hail Messiah, come unto His own.
 
 Angel hosts in wonder o'er it bend,
 Angel hosts o'er it bend 
 This new mystery to comprehend.
 Bright above the portal shines the star.
 Christ, the King...
 
 5. In softest slumber rest;
 Thy mother's faithful arms
 Shall shield Thee, Infant blest,
 From all alarms!
 
 How gentle Thy repose,
 Thy brow no shadow wears;
 Fairer than fairest rose
 Thy face appears!
 
 Thy tender, sheltering ward
 Of many a seraph bright,
 Thy slumber deep shall guard,
 Blest Babe, to-night.
 
 My soul doth magnify
 The Lord whose wondrous power
 Hath given from on high
 Such priceless dower!
 
 So sleep, Thou sinless One,
 In human form enshrined,
 Thy early life begun,
 Heaven left behind!
 
 To rest, with blessed dreams,
 Cradled in lowliness,
 Till morning's radiant beams
 The earth shall bless!
 
 6. Behold the Infant King
 With lowly adoration,
 Who cometh, free salvation
 For all the world to bring.
 
 Our offerings we give,
 Rich odors, golden treasure,
 But never can we measure
 The love that we receive.
 
 Our nature Thou dost bear,
 With all its woes, upon Thee,
 We worship Thee, we crown Thee,
 O child divinely fair!
 
 Dwell in our inmost heart,
 True God, true man, forever
 And let Thy presence never
 From that dear shrine depart.
 
 7. Now appears the glorious morning,
 Brightly dawning,
 By the prophets long foretold!
 Light o'erspreadeth every nation,
 And salvation
 Bring blessings manifold.
 
 God His people will deliver,
 And forever
 Shall they serve him without fear;
 Righteousness shall go before Him.
 Come, adore Him
 In His holy temple here!
 
 Now, at length, my eyes beholding
 The unfolding
 Of Thy sure and faithful word,
 With thanksgiving pure and fervent,
 Let Thy servant
 In Thy peace depart, O Lord!
 
 8. Rejoice, O heaven and earth, 
 And hail the glorious birth!
 The Light of life all darkness has dispelled!
 His lovely, radiant face
 Is full of truth and grace,
 Such lovely mortal eye hath ne'er beheld.
 
 He stands, an ensign bright,
 The gentiles are his light,
 And multitudes behold the sign of peace.
 His rest shall glorious be,
 While over land and sea,
 Thro' countless years his reign shall never cease.