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Showing posts with label hymns. Show all posts
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Thursday, July 2, 2015

"Hark; the Herald Angels Sing" Reclaimed From Charles Wesley

This was written for a couple of reasons:


  1. The original lyrics are full of heresy and needed to be corrected. For example, Charles Wesley and the subsequent adapters of Wesley's lyrics claimed that Jesus was "heaven born" and "late in time". According to Tanakh (תנ''כח or תנ''כה for Messianics), however, Jesus was the "Only Begotten Son" and "born of a woman" whom was to be a virgin. 
  2. I've been thinking about this since Christmas in December. It is now Christmastime in July.
  3. Felix Mendelssohn was a Jewish believer. Ironically, he "felt unsuited to sacred music" the melody that we use today! Thus, stripping the Jewish context of "Hark! The Herald Angels Sing!" is inappropriate! 



Hark; the herald angels sing,
"Glory to the King of Kings!"
Unto us is born a Child
Unto to God, we're reconciled! 

Joyful, all ye nations rise!
Join the triumph in the skies!


With angelic hosts, proclaim:
"Christ is born in Bethlehem!"
Hark; the herald angels sing, 
"Glory to the King of Kings!"

Bless the virgin-born Prince of Peace!
Bless the Sun of Righteousness! 
Light to those in darkness He brings—
Ris'n with healing in His wings!

The King of Kings departs His throne
To live and die like His own

And to raise the sons of man
Given to Him, the I AM!
Hark; the herald angels sing, 
"Glory to the King of Kings!"

Christ by His elect adored
Christ the Everlasting Lord
As promised, behold He's here!
Unto us, our God draws near!
The Son Whom's Begotten, not made
With the wicked, He made his grave

And from the grave, He arose
And gave new life to the dry bones  
Hark; the herald angels sing, 
"Glory to the King of Kings!"