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Cecil Francis Alexander

Two poems by Cecil Francis Alexander:

1. “Once In Royal David’s City”

2. “There Is A Green Hill Far Away”

 

 

Once In Royal David’s City

 

Once in royal David’s city

Stood a lowly cattle-shed,

Where a mother laid her baby

In a manger for his bed.

Mary was that mother mild,

Jesus Christ her little child.

 

He came down to earth from heaven,

Who is God and Lord of all;

And his shelter was a stable,

And his cradle was a stall:

With the poor and mean and lowly

Lived on earth our Saviour holy.

 

And through all his wondrous childhood

He would honour and obey,

Love, and watch the lowly mother

In whose gentle arms he lay:

Christian children all must be

Mild, obedient, good as he.

 

For he is our childhood’s pattern:

Day by day like us he grew;

He was little, weak, and helpless,

Tears and smiles like us he knew;

And he feeleth for our sadness,

And he shareth in our gladness.

 

And our eyes at last shall see him,

Through his own redeeming love;

For that child so dear and gentle

Is our Lord in heaven above;

And he leads his children on

To the place where he is gone.

 

Not in that poor lowly stable,

With the oxen standing by,

We shall see him, but in heaven,

Set at God’s right hand on high,

When, like stars, his children crowned

All in white shall wait around.

 

          Cecil Francis Alexander

 

 

 

There Is A Green Hill Far Away

 

There is a green hill far away,

Outside a city wall,

Where the dear Lord was crucified,

Who died to save us all.

 

We may not know, we cannot tell,

What pains He had to bear,

But we believe it was for us

He hung and suffered there.

 

He died that we might be forgiven,

He died to make us good,

That we might go at last to heaven,

Saved by His precious blood.

 

There was no other good enough

To pay the price of sin;

He only could unlock the gate

Of heaven, and let us in.

 

O dearly, dearly has He loved!

And we must love Him too,

And trust in His redeeming blood,

And try His works to do.

 

          Cecil Francis Alexander