Oh! Had I the Voice of an Angel

Oh! had I the voice of

An an­gel to sing

Of the joys that are bright­est on earth

I would sing of the bless­ings

And com­forts that spring

From Mes­si­ah’s mi­ra­cu­lous birth.

What the law and the psalms

And the pro­phets of old

In full ma­ny a mar­vel­ous way

To the fa­thers fore­sha­dowed

Or plain­ly fore­told

Are the won­ders that meet us to­day.

Not a jot or a tit­tle

Of Scrip­ture shall fail;

In the Lord’s ho­ly book it is proved

That He is the Sav­ior

Whose ad­vent we hail

Our God

to be wor­shiped and loved.

Son of God

Son of man

David’s son

Da­vid’s Lord

Full of mer­cy

yet right­eous and just

The truths that shine forth in

Thine own writ­ten word

I re­ceive with sub­mis­sion and trust.

As the an­gels from Heav’n

Were sent down to pro­claim

Good news on this glo­ri­ous morn

And shep­herds and sag­es

All joy­ful­ly came

To the sta­ble where Je­sus was born.

Let me co­py the an­gels

In rev­er­ence and love

With the shep­herds obe­di­ent be found;

And

guid­ing my way by

The light from ab­ove

Like the wise in true know­ledge ab­ound.