| Song | Great Maker Of The Glittering Stars |
| Album | Top Advent Hymns |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
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| Tags | Great Maker Of The Glittering Stars |
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Great Maker Of The Glittering Stars,
Our Light Amid The World’s Dark Wars,
Jesu, Our Souls’ Redeeming Praise,
Oh, Hear The Vows We Humbly Raise.
Thy Burning Love Did Bring Thee Down
From Heaven Above, Thy Happy Throne,
Lest To Destruction, Hell’s Foul King,
A Fainting World Should Quickly Bring.
Who, That Thou Might’s Our Ransom Pay,
And Gladly Wash Our Stains Away,
The Virgin’s Spotless Shrine Didst Leave.
And On The Cross A Victim Bleed.
Whenever Thy Great And Awful Name
The Lips In Tribune Accents Frame,
The Powers Of Heaven And Hell Agree
To Own Its Might On Bended Knee.
Great Judge, At That Last Awful Day,
Thy Mercy Sweet We Humbly Pray ;
Thy Heavenly Grace In Plenty Send.
And From Their Foes Thy Own Defend.
Jesu, To Thee, The Virgin’s Son,
Be Everlasting Homage Done,
To God The Father We Repeat
The Same, And To The Paraclete.
