Come All People

Written by: Abby Eaton, Chris Eaton, John Hartley

© 2011 Thankyou Music \ West Lodge Music \ Van Ness Press | CCLI: 6106625

COME ALL PEOPLE HIGH AND LOWLY
Let your songs of gladness ring
In a stable lies the Holy
In a manger rests the King
See in Mary's arms reposing
Christ by highest heaven adored
Come your circle round Him closing
Gentle hearts that love the Lord

Come ye children glad and merry
This one Child your model make
Christmas holly, leaf, and berry
All be prized for His dear sake
Come ye gentle hearts and tender
Come ye spirits keen and bold
All in all your homage render
Weak and mighty young and old

High above a star is shining
And the wise men haste from far
With glad hearts, and spirits pining
For you all has risen the star
Let us bring our Simple offerings
Thanks and love, and faith and praise
Come ye people, come ye nations
All in all draw nigh to gaze

Hark the bells of heaven are ringing
Christ the Lord to man is born
All our hearts together singing
Welcome, welcome, Christmas morn
Still the Child all power possessing
Smiles as through the ages past
And the song of Christmas blessing
Sweetly lays to rest at last

Words: Archer T. Gurney (1820 - 87)
Music: Abby Eaton, Chris Eaton & John Hartley


© 2011 Thankyou Music \ West Lodge Music \ Van Ness Press