Hymns

Rise Up, Shepherds, and Follow (Traditional)


There's a Savior to see on a Christmas morn,
Rise up, shepherds, and follow.
He will show you the place where the child is born,
Rise up, shepherds, and follow.
Leave your sheep and leave your lambs,
Rise up shepherds and follow.
Follow, follow, rise up, shepherds, and follow.
Hark to the angels of Bethlehem,

Rise up, shepherds, and follow.

When I Survey the Wonderous Cross (Isacc Watts 1647-1748)


When I survey the wonderous cross
On which the Prince of glory died
My richest gain I count but loss
And pour contempt on all my pride.

Forbid it Lord that I should boast
Save in the death of Christ, my God;
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to His blood.

See from His head, His hands,His feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down,
Did ere such love and sorrow meet;
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?

Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all!