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Bewdley, England

Above:  Bewdley, England

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John Cawood (1775-1852) was a priest of the Church of England.


Almighty God, Thy Word is Cast:

Hark! What Mean Those Holy Voices:


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Nativity Botticelli

Above:  Nativity, by Sandro Botticelli

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Hymn Source = The Hymnal (1895), Presbyterian Church in the U.S.A.

(My lead, The Lutheran Hymnal, 1941, contains an altered translation.)

Words (circa 1816) by John Cawood (1775-1852)


1.  Hark! what mean those holy voices,

Sweetly warbling in the skies?

Sure the angelic host rejoices,

Loudest alleluias rise.

2.  Listen to the wondrous story,

Which they chant in hymns of joy:

“Glory to God in the highest, glory;

Glory be to God Most High!

3.  “Peace on earth, good-will from heaven,

Reaching far as man is found;

Souls redeemed, and sins forgiven;

Loud our golden harps shall sound.

4.  “Christ is born, the great Anointed;

Heaven and earth His glory sing:

Glad receive whom God appointed

For your Prophet, Priest, and King.

5.  “Hasten, mortals, to adore Him;

Learn His Name, and taste His joy;

Till in heaven you sing before Him,

Glory be to God Most High!”

6.  Let us learn the wondrous story

Of our great Redeemer’s birth,

Spread the brightness of His glory,

Till it cover all the earth.

Almighty God, Thy Word is Cast   1 comment

Above:  Sower

Image Source = Library of Congress


Hymn Source = The New Psalms and Hymns (1901), of the Presbyterian Church in the United States

Words (1816) by the Reverend John Cawood, of The Church of England; he wrote seventeen hymns


1.  Almighty God, Thy word is cast

Like seed into the ground;

O may it grow in humble hearts,

And righteous fruits abound.

2.  Let not the foe of Christ and man

This holy seed remove,

But give it root in praying souls

To bring forth fruits of love.

3.  Let not the world’s deceitful cares

The rising plant destory,

But may it, in converted minds,

Produce the fruits of joy.

4.  Let not They word, so kindly sent

To raise us to Thy throne,

Return to Thee, and sadly tell

That we reject Thy Son.