For such a high priest became us, who is holy, harmless, undefiled, separate from sinners, and made higher than the heavens; (Hebrews 7:26)
Words: Emily M. Shapcole, Hymns for Infant Children (Masters: 1852).
Music: Ferrier, John B. Dykes, 1862
Jesus, Holy, Undefiled
Jesus, holy, undefiled,
Listen to a little child;
Thou hast sent the glorious light,
Chasing far the silent night.
Thou hast sent the sun to shine,
O’er this glorious world of Thine;
Warmth to give and pleasant glow,
On each tender flow’r below.
Now the little birds arise,
Chirping gaily in the skies;
Thee their tiny voices praise,
In the early songs they raise.
Thou, by Whom the birds are fed,
Give to me my daily bread;
And Thy holy Spirit give,
Without Whom I cannot live.
Also released As Birds Their Infant Brood Protect by William Cowper, today.
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Lovely hymn; one with I’m not familiar. I love the last three lines. I can’t imagine life without the Holy Spirit. Our God is generous in every way. He has given us his only Son, his Word, and even his Holy Spirit to live within us. How absolutely marvelous.
That’s a sweet photo of a House Sparrow. They’re just as special as the more flamboyant ones.
There are some interesting old hymns that I keep finding on Cyber Hymnal. Most are at least 100 years old. I have quite a few hymns to post, if I can stay well. I am much improved. Praise the Lord. Thanks for dropping by. Lee