Christ Jesus…being in very nature God…made Himself nothing, taking the very nature of a servant. Philippians 2:6–7
Words: John Austin (1613–1669). Some hymnals give the author as William Birchley, Austin’s pseudonym.
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Jesu, who from Thy Father’s throne,
Didst to this vale of tears come down,
In our poor nature dressed;
O may the charms of that sweet love
Draw up our souls to Thee above,
And fix them there to rest.
Jesu, whose high and humble birth,
In Heav’n the angels, and on earth,
The faithful shepherds sing:
O may our hymns, which here run low,
Shoot up aloft, and fruitful grow,
In that eternal spring.
Jesu, to whom three kings from far,
Led to Thy cradle by a star,
Brought gifts to Thee their king:
O guide us by Thy light that we
May find Thy face, and unto Thee
Ourselves for tribute bring.
Jesu, who thus began our bliss,
Thus carried on our happiness,
To Thee all praise be paid:
O may the great mysterious Three
For ever live, and ever be,
Adored, beloved, obeyed.