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Hail, holy Light! The world rejoices
As morning breaks and shadows fly;
All nature blends her myriad voices
|:To greet the dayspring
from on high.:|
Break forth, in glory far excelling,
O Light eternal, Love divine!
Let Thy bright beams,
all shades dispelling,
|:Around us and within us shine.:|
The heav’nly hosts
fall down before Thee,
And “Holy!” cry, nor ever rest;
The saints on earth,
with them, adore Thee,
|:Creator, Savior, Spirit blest.:|
O God, if we could duly praise Thee,
Could we but voice the love we see,
As sweet as song
as angels raise Thee,
|:Our Sabbath morning hymn
should be.:|
Accept, O Father,
we entreat Thee,
The worship which
Thy children bring;
O, grant us grace
in Heav’n to greet Thee,
|:And with all saints Thy love to sing.:|
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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9 8 9 8 extended
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Dates:
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1889
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Bible Refs:
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Pr 13:9;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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LUGN VILAR SJÖN
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Meter:
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9 8 9 8 8
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