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Then shall they see the Son of Man coming
in a cloud, with power and great glory.

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HE Lord will come! the earth shall quake,
The hills their fixed seat forsake;

And, withering, from the vault of night,
The stars withdraw their feeble light.

The Lord will come! but not the same
As once in lowly form He came,
A silent Lamb to slaughter led,
The bruised, the suffering, and the dead.

The Lord will come a dreadful form,
With wreath of flame, and robe of storm,
On cherub wings, and wings of wind,
Anointed Judge of human kind.

Can this be He who, wont to stray
A pilgrim on the world's highway,
By power oppressed, and mocked by pride,
The Nazarene, the crucified?

Go, tyrants! to the rocks complain;
Go, seek the mountain's cleft in vain ;
But faith, victorious o'er the tomb,
Shall sing for joy-The Lord is come!

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Where is He that is born King of the Jews?
for we are come to worship Him.

ANGELS, from the realms of glory,

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Wing your flight o'er all the earth.

Ye, who sang creation's story,

Now proclaim Messiah's birth.

Come and worship,

Worship Christ, the new-born King.

Shepherds, in the field abiding,

Watching o'er your flocks by night,
God with man is now residing,
Yonder shines the infant-light.
Come and worship,

Worship Christ, the new-born King!

Sages, leave your contemplations,
Brighter visions learn afar,
Seek the great Desire of nations:
Ye have seen His natal star.
Come and worship,

Worship Christ, the new-born King!

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Sinners, wrung with true repentance,
Doomed for guilt to endless pains,
Justice now revokes the sentence,

Mercy calls you, break your chains!
Come and worship,

Worship Christ, the new-born King!

And the angel said, Unto you is born this
day, in the city of David, a Saviour,
which is Christ the Lord.

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HRISTIANS, awake! salute the happy morn

Rise to adore the mystery of love,

Which hosts of angels chanted from above:
With them the joyful tidings first began
Of God Incarnate and the Virgin's Son.

Then to the watchful shepherds it was told,
Who heard the angelic herald's voice, "Behold,
I bring good tidings of a Saviour's birth
To you, and all the nations upon earth;

This day hath God fulfilled His promised word,
This day is born a Saviour, Christ the Lord."

He spake, and straightway the celestial choir
In hymns of joy, unknown before, conspire;
The praises of redeeming love they sang,
And heaven's whole orb with alleluias rang;
God's highest glory was their anthem still,
Peace upon earth, and unto men good-will.

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To Bethlehem straight the enlightened shepherds

ran,

To see the wonders God had wrought for man,
Then to their flocks, still praising God, return,
And their glad hearts with holy rapture burn;
To all the joyful tidings they proclaim,
The first apostles of the Saviour's name.

O may we keep and ponder in our mind
God's wondrous love in saving lost mankind;
Trace we the Babe who hath retrieved our loss,
From the poor manger to the bitter cross;
Tread in His steps, assisted by His grace,
Till man's first heavenly state again takes place.

Then may we hope, the angelic hosts among,
To join, redeemed, a glad, triumphant throng;
He that was born upon this joyful day,
Around us all His glory shall display:
Saved by His love, incessant we shall sing

Eternal praise to heaven's almighty King.

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Glory to God in the highest, and on earth
peace, good-will toward men.

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ARK! 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 th' angelic host proclaim,
"Christ is born in Bethlehem!"

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, th' incarnate Deity!

Pleased as man with man t' appear,

Jesus, our Immanuel here!

Hail, the heaven-born Prince of Peace!

Hail, the Sun of Righteousness!

Light and life to all He brings,
Risen with healing in His wings.

Mild He lays His glory by,
Born that man no more may die,
Born to raise the sons of earth,
Born to give them second birth.

P.M.

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