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Long ago a shining throng,
Thrilled the midnight air with song;
For the Savior promised long,
Lay in Bethl’em’s stall.
Over Judah’s silent plain,
Sweetly rang the joyous strain;
Of His birth, Who yet shall reign,
As King of all.
Praise Him, angels bright,
Praise Him, stars of light,
Tell His wondrous might,
Who today was born.
Shout, O shout His Name,
Gladly now proclaim,
How to save He came,
This happy morn.
Mighty God and Prince of Peace,
Never shall His glory cease;
But forever more increase,
Till He rules alone.
All the earth shall own His sway,
Crowns and kingdoms pass away;
Kings to him shall tribute pay,
Upon the throne.
Praise Him, angels bright,
Praise Him, stars of light,
Tell His wondrous might,
Who today was born.
Shout, O shout His Name,
Gladly now proclaim,
How to save He came,
This happy morn.
Sing, ye heav’nly hosts on high,
Sons of men, with joy reply,
Sound His praise through earth and sky,
In His love rejoice.
Let the swelling chorus ring,
Hail Him Lord and crown Him King;
Of His pow’r forever sing,
With heart and voice.
Praise Him, angels bright,
Praise Him, stars of light,
Tell His wondrous might,
Who today was born.
Shout, O shout His Name,
Gladly now proclaim,
How to save He came,
This happy morn.
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Bible Refs:
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Lk 2:13-14;
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LONG AGO A SHINING THRONG
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