Posted by: Sherry Goodwin | February 1, 2009

F E B R U A R Y.

SHOUT, O earth!  from silence waking,
   Tune with joy thy varied tongue:
Shout!  as when, from chaos breaking,
   Sweetly flowed the natal song.
Shout!  for Thy Creator’s love
Sends redemption from above.

Downward, from His star-paved dwelling,
   Comes the incarnate Son of God:
Countless voices thrilling, swelling,
   Tell the triumphs of His blood.
Shout!  He comes thy tribes to bless
With His spotless righteousness.

Call Him bless`ed!  on thy mountains,
    In thy wilds, and citied plains:
Call Him bless`ed!  where thy fountains
   Speak in softly murmuring strains.
Let thy captives, let thy kings,
Join the lyre of thousand strings.

Bless`ed Lord, and Lord of blessing!
   Pour Thy quickening gifts abroad;
Raptured tongues, Thy love confessing,
   Shall extol the living God.
Bless`ed, Bless`ed, Bless`ed Lord!
Heaven shall chant no other word!

                                           W. H. H.

Frances Ridley Havergal from RED LETTER DAYS,  A MEMORIAL AND BIRTHDAY BOOK

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