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ADVENT OF CHRIST.
2 In heaven the rapt’rous song began,
And sweet seraphic fire
Through fall the shining legions ran,
And strung and tuned the lyre.
3 Swift through the vast expanse it flew,
And loud the echo rolled;
The theme, the song, the joy was new,
’Twas more than heaven could hold.
i Down through the portals of the sky
Th’ impetuous torrent ran,
And angels flew with eager joy
To bear the news to man.
5 Hark, the cherubic armies shout,
And glory leads the song;
Good-will and peace are heard throughout
Th’ harmonious heavenly throng.
6 O for a glance of heavenly love,
Our hearts and songs to raise,
Sweetly to bear our souls above
And mingle with their lays.
7 With joy the chorus we’ll repeat,
‘ Glory to God on high;
Good-will and peace are now complete,
Jesus was born to die.’
8 Hail, Prince of Life, forever hail!
Redeemer, brother, friend !
Though earth and time and life shall fail,
Thy praise shall never end.
24 6, 8. Lenox.
The birth of Christ hailed.
I A WAKE, awake, arise,
And hail the glorious morn:
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