Scripture Verse

He hath no form nor comeliness; and when we shall see Him, there is no beauty that we should desire Him. Isaiah 53:2

Introduction

Words: Tho­mas B. Mur­ray, Lays of Christ­mas (Lon­don: Fran­cis & John Riv­ing­ton, 1847), num­ber 7.

Music: Grä­fen­berg Jo­hann Crü­ger, Prax­is Pi­e­ta­tis Me­li­ca, 1647 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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If you know where to get a good pic­ture of Mur­ray (head-and-shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els), would you ?

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Johann Crüger
1598–1662

Lyrics

The Jews beheld with pride and scorn
The Savior in His day;
They mocked His birth, and state forlorn,
His meek and humble way.

Is this, the foolish people said,
“A prince to rule our land?
We see no crown upon his head,
No scepter in his hand.

“Where is the long and splendid track
Of triumphs all his own;
The arm to give to Judah back
Her long lost, vacant throne?

“When He, the Lord in whom we trust,
Shall come to bless our race,
His enemies shall lick the dust,
All nations seek His face.

And He, with pow’r by Heav’n assigned,
The hearts of men shall draw
To Moses’ rules, till all mankind
Shall own no other law.

Alas! the veil was on their eyes,
That hid the coming scene,
And led them blindly to despise
The lowly Nazarene.

A conqueror He o’er death and hell,
Their armies to control,
The proud rebellious thoughts to quell,
And win the faithful soul.

A king, to whose divine command
All pow’r and might are giv’n,
To rule on earth in every land,
And reign supreme in Heav’n.

A teacher of the will divine,
Almighty to impart
His righteous law; and, line on line,
To write it on the heart.

He is our fortress and our rock,
Our shepherd, called of old;
For there shall be one happy flock,
One Shepherd of the fold.