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He has come, the Christ of God:
Left for us His glad abode;
Stooping from His throne of bliss
To this darksome wilderness.
He has come, the Prince of Peace:
Come to bid our sorrows cease;
Come to scatter with His light
All the shadows of our night.
He, the mighty King, has come,
Making this poor earth His home:
Come to bear our sin’s sad load,
Son of David, Son of God.
He has come, Whose Name of grace
Speaks deliverance to our race:
Left for us His glad abode,
Son of Mary, Son of God.
Unto us a Child is born:
Ne’er has earth beheld a morn
Among all the morns of time,
Half so glorious in its prime.
Unto us a Son is given:
He has come from God’s own Heaven,
Bringing with Him from above
Holy peace and holy love.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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7 7 7 7
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Dates:
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1857
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Bible Refs:
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Is 9:6;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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MUSIC
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Name:
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GLAD DAY
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Meter:
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7 7 7 7
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Dates:
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1857,1895
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