I emailed them and they responded that they were following the National Council of Churches (the body that owns the translation) recommendation: NRSVue (no superscript).
Ironic, isn't it, that the recommended way is the one I have hardly ever seen.
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Right from the beginning God’s love has reached, and from the beginning man has refused to understand. But love went on reaching, offering itself. Love offered the eternal … we wanted the immediate. Love offered deep joy … we wanted thrills. Love offered freedom … we wanted license. Love offered communion with God Himself … we wanted wanted to worship at the shrine of our own minds. Love offered peace … we wanted approval for our wars. Even yet, love went on reaching. And still today, after two two thousand years, patiently, lovingly, Christ is reaching out to us today. Right through the chaos of our world, through the confusion of our minds. He is reaching … longing share with us … the very being of God.
His love still is longing. His love is still reaching, right past the shackles of my mind. And the Word of the Father became Mary’s little Son. And His love reached all the way to where I was.
—Gloria Gaither
Hymns for the Family of God
How proper it is that Christmas should follow Advent.
-For him who looks toward the future, the Manger is situated on Golgotha, and the Cross has already been raised in Bethlehem.—Dag Hammarskjöld
Hymns for the Family of God
1 I wonder as I wander, out under the sky,
how Jesus the Savior did come for to die
for poor ordinary people like you and like I;
I wonder as I wander, out under the sky.
2 When Mary birthed Jesus, 'twas in a cow's stall
with wise men and farmers and shepherd and all.
but high from God's heaven a star's light did fall,
and the promise of ages it did then recall.
3 If Jesus had wanted for any wee thing,
a star in the sky, or a bird on the wing,
or all of God's angels in heaven for to sing,
he surely could have it, 'cause he was the King.
4 I wonder as I wander, out under the sky,
how Jesus the Savior did come for to die
for poor ordinary people like you and like I;
I wonder as I wander, out under the sky.
Appalachian carol
Collected by John Jacob Niles
Hymns for the Family of God
1 While by the sheep we watched at night,
glad tidings brought an angel bright.
Refrain:
How great our joy!
Great our joy!
Joy, joy, joy!
Joy, joy, joy!
Praise we the Lord in heaven on high!
Praise we the Lord in heaven on high!
2 There shall be born, so he did say,
in Bethlehem a child today. [Refrain]
3 There shall the child lie in a stall,
this child who shall redeem us all. [Refrain]
4 This gift of God we'll cherish well,
that ever joy our hearts shall fill. [Refrain]
German Carol
Hymns for the Family of God
1 Lo, how a Rose e'er blooming
From tender stem hath sprung!
Of Jesse's lineage coming
As men of old have sung.
It came, a flower bright,
Amid the cold of winter
When half-gone was the night.
2 Isaiah 'twas foretold it,
The Rose I have in mind:
With Mary we behold it,
The virgin mother kind.
To show God's love aright
She bore to men a Savior
When half-gone was the night.
3 This Flower, whose fragrance tender
With sweetness fills the air,
Dispels with glorious splendor
The darkness everywhere.
True man, yet very God,
From sin and death He saves us
And lightens every load
German Carol
Tr. by Theodore Baker, stanzas 1,2
Tr. by Harriet Krauth Spaeth, stanza 3
Hymns for the Family of God
1 Thou didst leave Thy throne and Thy kingly crown,
When Thou camest to earth for me;
But in Bethlehem's home was there found no room
For Thy holy nativity.
O come to my heart, Lord Jesus,
There is room in my heart for Thee.
2 Heaven's arches rang when the angels sang,
Proclaiming Thy royal degree;
But of lowly birth didst Thou come to earth,
And in great humility.
O come to my heart, Lord Jesus,
There is room in my heart for Thee.
3 The foxes found rest, and the birds their nes
t
In the shade of the forest tree;
But Thy couch was the sod, O Thou Son of God,
In the deserts of Galilee.
O come to my heart, Lord Jesus,
There is room in my heart for Thee.
4 Thou camest, O Lord, with the living word
That should set Thy people free;
But with mocking scorn, and with crown of thorn,
They bore Thee to Calvary.
O come to my heart, Lord Jesus,
There is room in my heart for Thee.
5 When the heavens shall ring, and the angels sing,
At Thy coming to victory,
Let Thy voice call me home, saying "Yet there is room,
There is room at My side for thee."
My heart shall rejoice, Lord Jesus,
When Thou comest and callest for me.
Emily E. S. Elliott
Hymns for the Family of God
Is such knowledge "real knowledge”? Well, it’s as real as our knowledge ever gets—real enough for all but the most seasoned skeptics.—George Lakoff, Women, Fire, and Dangerous Things, 300
1 Holy Ghost, with light divine,
Shine upon this heart of mine;
Chase the shades of night away,
Turn my darkness into day.
2 Holy Ghost, with pow'r divine,
Cleanse this guilty heart of mine;
Long hath sin without control,
Held dominion o'er my soul.
3 Holy Ghost, with joy divine,
Cheer this saddened heart of mine;
Bid my many woes depart,
Heal my wounded, bleeding heart.
4 Holy Spirit, all divine,
Dwell within this heart of mine;
Cast down ev'ry idol throne,
Reign supreme, and reign alone.
Andrew Reed
Hymns for the Family of God
<idle musing>
Although this hymn occurs in more than 775 hymnals, I don't recall ever singing it. Some authorities insert a verse:
2 Let me see my Savior's face,</idle musing>
Let me all His beauties trace;
Show those glorious truths to me
Which are only known to Thee.
