1. Across the plains one Christmas night,
Three drovers riding blythe and gay,
Looked up and saw a starry light,
More radiant than the Milky Way;
And on their hearts such wonder fell,
They sang with joy "Noel! Noel!
Noel! Noel! Noel!"
2. The black swans flew across the sky,
The wild dogs called across the plain,
The starry lustre blazed on high,
Still echoed on the Heavenly strain;
And still they sang "Noel! Noel!",
Those drovers three, "Noel! Noel!
Noel! Noel! Noel!"
3. The air was dry with summer heat
And smoke was on the yellow moon;
But from the Heavens, faint and sweet,
Came floating down a wond'rous tune,
And as they heard, they sang full well,
Those drovers three, "Noel! Noel!
Noel! Noel! Noel!"
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1. Men! whose boast it is that ye come of fathers brave and free,
If there breathe on earth a slave, are ye truly free and brave?
If ye do not feel the chain, when it works a brother's pain,
Are ye not base slaves indeed, slaves unworthy to be freed?
Are ye not base slaves indeed, slaves unworthy to be freed?
2. Women! who shall one day bear, sons to breathe New England air,
If ye hear, without a blush, deeds to make the roused blood rush
Like red lava through your veins, for your sisters now in chains —
Answer! are ye fit to be mothers of the brave and free?
Answer! are ye fit to be mothers of the brave and free?
Note: The second verse is usually omitted from hymnals;
to counteract the sexism thus created,
recent hymnals have sometimes altered the incipit to an inclusive form.
3. Is true Freedom but to break fetters for our own dear sake,
And, with leathern hearts, forget that we owe mankind a debt?
No! true Freedom is to share all the chains our brothers wear,
And, with heart and hand, to be earnest to make others free!
And, with heart and hand, to be earnest to make others free!
4. They are slaves who fear to speak for the fallen and the weak;
They are slaves who will not choose hatred, scoffing, and abuse,
Rather than in silence shrink from the truth they needs must think;
They are slaves who dare not be in the right with two or three.
They are slaves who dare not be in the right with two or three.
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1. Lord Eternal, God of Ages, throned in splendor, far above
Galaxies and history's pages, ruling all, Almighty Love!
Grant us wisdom, grant us courage, reign within us, Spirit-Dove!
2. Great the honor we are given, great the privilege we share:
Called to help thee, Lord of Heaven, here on earth thy name to wear!
Grant us wisdom, grant us courage, teach us, Lord, thy word to bear.
3. Love our God and love our neighbor, sister, brother, enemy,
Love each other: this the labor thou commandest lovingly.
Grant us patience, grant us pardon, grant that we may all be free.
4. Evil forces all around us threaten us with hate and hell.
Lest their menacing confound us, in our hearts, O Savior, dwell!
Grant us faith and grant us insight, let us know that all is well.
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