Christ is our Saviour, and we know, when little children to Him go, For all the good He gives, to pray, He will not turn his face away! His word in God’s own book we see, “Let little children come to me.” This is the birth-day of our King, and we our little offering bring: This is our Saviour’s holiday, and therefore we are glad and gay; We’ll sing and pray, and read His word, And keep the birth-day of our Lord. 39. Hail, sacred morning! whose bright rays Beheld the new-born Prince of Peace Come from the shining realms above, To win the nations with His love. CHORUS: Sound, sound the trumpet, sound! Let the sacred mirth abound, And banish every slavish fear away: Exalt his praises high, With angels in the sky, For Christ, the King of Glory’s born to-day. No more shall Gentiles lie forlorn; God’s everlasting Son is born! Left all the grandeur of the sky, For man, vile man, to bleed and die. Behold the Lamb of God appears, To chase away our gloomy fears; Born greater blessings to restore, Than our first parents lost before. Sound, sound, &c. 40. Let children proclaim their Saviour and King! To Jesu’s dear name—Hosannas we sing; Our best adoration to Jesus we give, Who purchas’d salvation—for us to receive. The meek Lamb of God—from glory came down, To ransom with blood—and make us his own. He patiently suffered—our souls to redeem: Let songs then be offer’d—to Jesu’s dear name. To Him let us give—our earliest days, And thankfully live—to publish his praise: Our lives shall confess Him—who came from above, Our tongues ever bless Him—and tell of his love. 41. What good news the angels bring! what glad-tidings of our King! Christ, the Lord, is born to-day; Christ, who takes our sins away. Lift your hearts and voices high, with hosannas fill the sky; Glory to God above! God is infinite in love. Shout ye nations of the earth! sing the triumphs of his birth; All the world by Him is blest; sound his praise from east to west! 42. Behold, to us a Child is born, to us a Son is given! Unto the wretched and forlorn, descends the Lord from heaven! The promised seed Emmanuel, the everlasting God, Comes down to save from death and hell, poor sinners, by his blood. Great is the hidden mystery, that God became a man; He had, from all eternity, in mercy formed a plan To save from misery and distress, the fallen human race! And now the Sun of Righteousness his healing beams displays. 43.