Hark, A Herald

orchidee



Tune: Merton

('Hark, a herald voice is sounding')

(Or 'Hark, a thrilling voice is sounding')

Matthew 3 v.1-6 and v.13-17

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One is crying in wilderness

It John the Baptist no less

Saying, Repent, and come, believe

The gospel, good news receive

 

Preapre you the way of the Lord

Make His paths straight, hear His word

People unto Jordan went out

To him, repenting, no doubt

 

They there were baptised by him for

They did confess their sins sure

Even Jesus, by John baptised

Sinless one, John he surprised

 

But it was an act to fulfil

All righteousness, in God's will

God the Father, from heaven, voice

Approved of His Son, His choice

 

Spirit of God on Christ descends

Like a dove, on Him attends

Voice said, This my beloved Son

I well pleased, good has been done

 

Give us grace Lord, so to repent

Where be things impenitent

Give us strength to share your gospel

To go out and others tell

  • Author: orchidee (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 28th, 2020 03:28
  • Comment from author about the poem: An Advent preparation hymn-poem in 8.7.8.7. metre.
  • Category: Spiritual
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Comments4

  • orchidee

    The original hymn seems to be 'Hark, a THRILLING voice...'. Very old, from 5th Century.
    Maybe title was amended, though still relevant, to 'Hark a HERALD voice....' On a hymn site, the latter is only found in one hymn book.

  • Neville


    sounds like you got a winner here Orchidee ... a Triumph Herald perhaps ........

    • orchidee

      Thanks Neville.

      • Goldfinch60

        My first car was a Triumph Herald.

        Andy

      • 1 more comment

      • Goldfinch60

        Good one Orchi.

        • orchidee

          Thanks Gold.

        • Fay Slimm.

          Sharing good news is an example of love - a good read dear Orchi.

          • orchidee

            Thanks Fay.



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