See the rising sun appearing
as our God becomes a man
and, with radiance, grace and healing,
brings to birth his sovereign plan.
Countless conflicts shall be ended,
sorrows stilled and sins forgiven;
where the storms of strife abounded
God pours out his peace from heaven.

Hear the holy angel greeting
shepherd-folk near Bethlehem;
night is visibly retreating
as God's splendour falls on them.
With that spectacle of wonder
breaks a new, transcendent dawn -
for the Saviour, loving, tender,
Christ the Lamb of God is born.

Come and enter with the wise men
where the infant Jesus lies -
he who made the star that guides them
set its course across the skies.
Watch them humbly kneel before him,
Bringing incense, myrrh and gold;
with their hearts and strength adore him,
Gift whose worth cannot be told.

Though regarded as a stranger,
Jesus came on Christmas Day
not to linger in a manger
but to take our guilt away.
So we celebrate the story,
Sing to Christ once crucified,
Risen now, our Lord of glory,
Seated at his Father's side.

Emma Turl (b.1946)
© Emma Turl, admin. The Jubilate Group
8 7 8 7 D RUSSIAN AIR (Hymns for the People); THERE'S A LIGHT UPON THE MOUNTAINS (M L Wostenholm)