Unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, which is Christ the Lord.@Luke 2:11
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James Montgomery
(1771–1854)

James Mont­gom­e­ry, The Chris­tian Psalm­ist (Glas­gow, Scot­land: Chal­mers & Col­lins, 1825), num­ber 488. A vi­sit to Beth­le­hem in spir­it.

An­do­ver (Beech­er) Charles Beech­er, in the Ply­mouth Col­lect­ion of Hymns and Tunes, ed­it­ed by Hen­ry W. Beech­er (his bro­ther) (New York: A. S. Barnes, 1855), page 66 (🔊 pdf nwc) (re­peats last line of each verse).

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Charles Beecher (1815–1900)

The scene around me disappears,
And borne to ancient regions,
While time recalls the flight of years,
I see angelic legions
Descending in an orb of light,
Amidst the dark and silent night,
I hear celestial voices.

Tidings, glad tidings, from above,
To every age and nation;
Tidings, glad tidings, God is love;
To man He sends salvation;
His Son beloved, His only Son,
The work of mercy hath begun;
Give to His name the glory.

Through David’s city I am led;
Here all around are sleeping;
A light directs to yon poor shed,
Where lonely watch is keeping;
I enter—ah! what glories shine!
Is this Immanuel’s earthly shrine?
Messiah’s infant temple?

It is, it is; and I adore
This Stranger meek and lowly,
As saints and seraphs bow before
The throne of God thrice holy;
Faith through the veil of flesh can see
The face of Thy divinity,
My Lord, my God, my Savior!