Glad Tidings (Crosby)

Glad tid­ings! glad tid­ings! O won­der­ful love!

A mes­sage has come from

Our Fa­ther ab­ove;

’Tis Je­sus who brought it

To young and to old

A mes­sage of mer­cy

More pre­cious than gold.

Glad tid­ings

glad tid­ings!

O won­der­ful

won­der­ful

won­der­ful love!

Glad tid­ings

glad tid­ings!

We hail the glad tid­ings of won­der­ful love.

He saith to the wea­ry

O come un­to Me;

The poor and the low­ly

His glo­ry may see;

He bless­eth the meek

With His soul-cheer­ing voice;

He com­forts the mourn­ers

And bids them re­joice.

How hap­py are they who be­lieve in the Lord

And love the sweet coun­sel

They find in His Word!

Be rea­dy to hear

and

Be swift to ob­ey

And fol­low His steps

In the bright shin­ing way.