Sing, Thou Holy, Heavenly Nation

lyricist: Anonymous, 1918
Composer: From Quem Pastores

Sing

thou ho­ly

heav­en­ly na­tion

Sing in joy and ex­ul­ta­tion!

Hear it

all ye earth born rac­es:

God’s own Son

our flesh em­brac­es!

God’s own Son

God’s own Son

God’s own Son our flesh em­brac­es

Our flesh em­brac­es.

Zion’s King in sore com­pass­ion

Comes

though just

in serv­ant’s fa­shion

To us sin­ners

all trans­gress­ing

He brings grace and heav­en­ly bless­ing.

He brings grace

He brings grace.

He brings grace and heav­en­ly bless­ing.

And heav­en­ly blessing.

See

here is our con­so­la­tion

God has heard our sup­pli­ca­tion;

As He swore in ma­ny plac­es

God’s own Son our flesh em­brac­es

God’s own Son

God’s own Son

God’s own Son our flesh em­brac­es

Our flesh em­brac­es.

See

that Child in yon­der man­ger

Frees the world from sin and dan­ger;

Our Lord Sav­ior comes from Heav­en

Now through faith are sins for­giv­en.

Now through faith

now through faith

Now through faith are sins for­giv­en

Are sins for­giv­en.

Naught can pay Thee

well Thou know­est

For the love and grace Thou show­est.

Naught but woe Thou here re­ceiv­est

For the throne which there Thou leav­est.

For the throne

for the throne

For the throne which there Thou leav­est

Which there Thou leav­est.

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