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COME, YE REDEEMÈD OF THE LORD

Scripture Verse

Let us now go even unto Bethlehem, and see this thing which is come to pass, which the Lord hath made known unto us. Luke 2:15

Introduction

Words: Jo­seph Hart, Hymns Com­posed on Va­ri­ous Sub­jects 1822, num­ber 12.

Music: Ab­er­deen pos­si­bly by An­drew Tait, in James Chal­mers’ un­ti­tled col­lect­ion, 1749. Me­lo­dy from Ru­di­ments of Mu­sic, by Ro­bert Brem­ner, 1756 (🔊 ).

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Lyrics

Come, ye re­deem­èd of the Lord,
Your grate­ful trib­ute bring;
And ce­le­brate with one ac­cord,
The birth­day of our king.

Let us with hum­ble hearts re­pair—
Faith will point out the road—
To little Beth­le­hem; and there
Adore our in­fant God.

In swad­dling bands the Sav­ior view!
Let none this weak­ness scorn;
The feeb­lest heart shall hell sub­due,
Where Je­sus Christ is born.

No pomp ad­orns, no sweets per­fume,
The place where Christ is laid;
The sta­ble serves Him for His room;
A man­ger is His bed.

The crowded inn, like sin­ners’ hearts—
O ig­no­rance ex­treme!
For oth­er guests of va­ri­ous sorts
Had room; but none for Him.

But see what dif­fer­ent thoughts arise
In ours and an­gels’ breasts:
To hail His birth they left the skies;
We lodged Him with the beasts.

Yet let be­liev­ers cease their fears,
Nor en­vy heav’n­ly pow­ers;
If sin­less in­no­cence be theirs,
Redemption all is ours.