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Earth was waiting, spent and restless,
With a mingled hope and fear:
And the faithful few were sighing,
“Surely, Lord, the day is near;
The Desire of all the nations,
It is time He should appear.”
Still the gods were in their temples,
But the ancient faith had fled;
And the priests stood by their altars
Only for a piece of bread;
And the oracles were silent,
And the prophets all were dead.
In the sacred courts of Zion,
Where the Lord had His abode,
There the money-changers trafficked,
And the sheep and oxen trod;
And the world, because of wisdom,
Knew not either Lord or God.
Then the Spirit of the Highest
On a virgin meek came down,
And He burned her with blessing,
And He pained her with renown;
For she bare the Lord’s anointed,
For His cross and for His crown.
Earth for Him had groaned and travailed
Since the ages first began;
For in Him was hid the secret
That through all the ages ran
Son of Mary, Son of David,
Son of God, and Son of man.
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8 7 8 7 8 7
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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| 1962 | # 79 | | 2004 | # 203 | | 1988 | # 54 |
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ORIEL
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8 7 8 7 8 7
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| # 89 | No key | | # 79 | A | | # 124 | A | | # 615 | A | | # 179 | A | | # 581 | A | | # 396 | G | | # 203 | No key |
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