Sunday's Hymn: From Heaven High I Come to You

From heaven high I come to you,
I bring you tidings good and new;
Glad tidings of great joy I bring,
Whereof I now will say and sing:

To you this night is born a child
Of Mary, chosen virgin mild;
This little child, of lowly birth,
Shall be the joy of all the earth.

This is the Christ, our God and Lord,
Who in all need shall aid afford;
He will himself your Saviour be
From all your sins to set you free.

These are the tokens ye shall mark:
The swaddling-clothes and manger dark:
There ye shall find the Infant laid
By whom the heav’ns and earth were made.

Now let us all with gladsome cheer
Go with the shepherds and draw near
To see the precious gift of God,
Who hath his own dear Son bestowed.

Welcome to earth, thou noble Guest,
Through whom the sinful world is blest!
In my distress thou com’st to me;
What thanks shall I return to thee?

—Martin Luther 

Other hymns, worship songs, or quotes for this Sunday:

• Come, Thou Long-Expected Jesus at The Upward Call
• Lo, How a Rose E’er Blooming at Tried With Fire
• Infant Holy, Infant Lowly at The Happy Wonderer
• A Simple Narration of a Profound Story at The Outspoken Tulip
• Lord’s Day 49, 2018 at The Thirsty Theologian

Sunday's Hymn: Comfort, Comfort Ye My People

Comfort, comfort ye my people,
Speak ye peace, thus saith our God;
Comfort those who sit in darkness,
Mourning ‘neath their sorrow’s load.
Speak ye to Jerusalem
Of the peace that waits for them;
Tell her that her sins I cover,
And her warfare now is over.

Yea, her sins our God will pardon,
Blotting out each dark misdeed;
All that well deserved his anger
He no more will see or heed.
She hath suffered many a day
Now her griefs have passed away;
God will change her pining sadness
Into ever-springing gladness.

For the herald’s voice is crying
In the desert far and near,
Bidding all men to repentance,
Since the kingdom now is here.
O that warning cry obey!
Now prepare for God a way;
Let the valleys rise to meet him,
And the hills bow down to greet him.

Make ye straight what long was crooked,
Make the rougher places plain;
Let your hearts be true and humble,
As befits his holy reign.
For the glory of the Lord
Now o’er earth is shed abroad;
And all flesh shall see the token,
That his word is never broken.

 —Johannes G. Olearius

Other hymns, worship songs, or quotes for this Sunday:

• Lo, he comes with clouds descending at The Upward Call
• Sometimes a light surprises at Tried With Fire
• O Come, O Come, Emmauel at The Happy Wonderer
• Come, Thou Long-Expected Jesus at The Outspoken Tulip
• Lord’s Day 48, 2018 at The Thirsty Theologian

Sunday's Hymn: Jesus Shall Reign

Jesus shall reign where’er the sun
Does his successive journeys run;
His kingdom stretch from shore to shore,
Till moons shall wax and wane no more.

For him shall endless prayer be made,
And praises throng to crown his head;
His Name, like sweet perfume, shall rise
With ev’ry morning sacrifice.

People and realms of ev’ry tongue
Dwell on his love with sweetest song;
And infant voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on his Name.

Blessings abound where’er he reigns;
The pris’ner leaps to lose his chains,
The weary find eternal rest,
And all the sons of want are blest.

Let ev’ry creature rise and bring
Peculiar honors to our King,
Angels descend with songs again,
And earth repeat the loud Amen.

 —Isaac Watts

Other hymns, worship songs, or quotes for this Sunday:

• Hiding in Thee at The Upward Call
• Love Constraining to Obedience at Tried With Fire
• O Come, Little Children at The Happy Wonderer
• Familiar Psalm, Unfamiliar Hymn at The Outspoken Tulip
• Lord’s Day 47, 2018 at The Thirsty Theologian