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2 Let lust, and anarchy, and falsehood yield
To signs and wonders of the Holy Child:

All earth's kingdoms now be one,—

The kingdom of our God, and Christ His Son.

3 The winds Thy sandals, and the tides Thy path,
Break all oppression with Thy rod of wrath;

Everlasting righteousness

Bring in, and reign, Thou Holy Prince of Peace!

4 Bring tears of joy to long expectant eyes,
Above the noonday let Thy light arise:
Far and wide Thy truth advance,

And take Thine uttermost inheritance.

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Thine unseen kingdom rises in our midst,
Amid the candles walks the living Christ:
O reveal Thy wondrous way

Brighter and brighter to Thy perfect day!

6 Thy blessed Gospel conq'ring all earth's gloom,
Lord, even so, Thy kingdom quickly come!

Thine the might was, Thine the power,
And Thine shall be the glory evermore.

Amen.

M. Woolsey Stryker, 1880.

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BURST forth, O Bridegroom, from Thy chamber bright!
That, all earth's darkness swallowed up of light,
Forth may stand Thy holy Bride,-

The travail of Thy soul be satisfied.

2 Fair as the moon, and clear as Thou her Sun,
Thine undivided garment putting on,

Thou wilt take her then, and own

The love no waters quenched, nor floods could drown.
3 Long has she waited, watched, and mourned apart,
But now is set a seal upon Thy heart,

Joyful reads the way she trod

Submissive to the righteousness of God.

4 Rejoice with trembling, serve the Lord with fear,
Though we know not the day He shall appear,
Even time shall still be light,

And joyful morning follow heavy night.

5 Oh glorious day, when Christ, our Sun, shall rise;
And heaven's high morning fill the unfolding skies:
None shall say, "Lo here!"-"Lo there!"

For lo! the shining light is everywhere!

678 Louise. 8s & 75.

M. Woolsey Stryker, 1880.

HUBERT P. MAIN, 1869.

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679 Day Star.

7s.

FRANZ ABT, 1842.

BASS or TENOR.

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SOPRANO

Watchman! tell us of the night, What its signs of promise are,—

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o'er yon mountain's height See that glory-beaming star!

CHORUS

SOPRANO.

Trav❜ler!

ALTO

Watchman: does its beauteous

TENOR.

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Nuremberg. 75.

JOHANN R. AHLE, 1664.

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2 He is gone! we heard Him say,
'Good that I should go away;"
Gone is that dear form and face,
But not gone His present grace;
Though Himself no more we see,
Comfortless we cannot be;

3 He is gone! unto their goal
World and church must onward roll;
Far behind we leave the past;
Forward all our glances cast;
Still His words before us range
Through the ages, as they change;
4 He is gone! but we once more
Shall behold Him as before,
In the heaven of heavens the same
As on earth He went and came:
In that world, unseen, unknown,
He and we shall yet be one.

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Arthur P. Stanley, 1859.

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IN the sun, and moon, and stars,
Signs and wouders there shall be;
Earth shall quake with inward wars,
Nations with perplexity.

2 Soon shall ocean's hoary deep,
Tossed with stronger tempests, rise;
Wilder storms the mountains sweep,
Louder thunder rock the skies.

3 Dread alarms shall shake the proud, Pale amazement, restless fear;

And amid the thunder cloud

Shall the Judge of man appear. 4 But, though from His awful face, Heaven shall fade, and earth shall sigh, Fear not ye, His chosen race, Your redemption draweth nigh. Reginald Heber, 1827.

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