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The Sun of righteousness arises with healing in His wings.

BibleGateway: Malachi 4:1-6

ESV Text: Malachi 4:1-6


KJV Text:

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     1 For, behold, the day cometh, that shall burn as an oven; and all the proud, yea, and all that do wickedly, shall be stubble: and the day that cometh shall burn them up, saith the LORD of hosts, that it shall leave them neither root nor branch. 2 But unto you that fear my name shall the Sun of righteousness arise with healing in his wings; and ye shall go forth, and grow up as calves of the stall. 3 And ye shall tread down the wicked; for they shall be ashes under the soles of your feet in the day that I shall do this, saith the LORD of hosts.

     4 Remember ye the law of Moses my servant, which I commanded unto him in Horeb for all Israel, with the statutes and judgments. 5 Behold, I will send you Elijah the prophet before the coming of the great and dreadful day of the LORD: 6 And he shall turn the heart of the fathers to the children, and the heart of the children to their fathers, lest I come and smite the earth with a curse.(KJV)



Hymn: TLH 94:
Hark! The Herald Angels Sing

— Organ Audio

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1. Hark! the herald angels sing, 
“Glory to the new-born King; 
Peace on earth and mercy mild, 
God and sinners reconciled!” 
Joyful, all ye nations, rise, 
Join the triumph of the skies; 
With the angelic host proclaim. 
“Christ is born in Bethlehem!” 
Hark! the herald angels sing, 
“Glory to the new-born King!” 

2. Christ, by highest heaven adored. 
Christ, the everlasting Lord, 
Late in time behold Him come, 
Offspring of a virgin’s womb. 
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see, 
Hail the incarnate Deity! 
Pleased as Man with man to dwell; 
Jesus, our Immanuel! 
Hark! the herald angels sing, 
“Glory to the new-born King!” 

3. HaiI, the heavenly Prince of Peace! 
Hail, the Sun of Righteousness! 
Light and life to all He brings, 
Risen with healing in His wings. 
Mild He leaves His throne on high, 
Born that man no more may die; 
Born to raise the sons of earth; 
Born to give them second birth. 
Hark! the herald angels sing, 
“Glory to the new-born King!” 

4. Come, Desire of nations, come, 
Fix in us Thy humble home; 
Oh, to all Thyself impart, 
Formed in each believing heart! 
Hark! the herald angels sing, 
“Glory to the new-born King; 
Peace on earth and mercy mild, 
God and sinners reconciled!” 
Hark! the herald angels sing, 
“Glory to the new-born King!”