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A song and a carol
for Christmastide
Of the Prince of the Golden Shore,
Whom armies of light,
in their vesture bright,
Love, serve, and adore evermore.
Far, far below, where
the sunbeams glow
On a realm of His wide domain,
Sad ruin and woe, hath come
through His foe,
With trouble and sorrow and pain.
And sad is the sighing
when death’s dark wings
Over Paradise darkly loom;
And dark the despair
of the lost ones there,
Awaiting their last fatal doom.
When thus spake the Prince
to His Father dear—
“Now life with a life I will buy,
Bring help from above
for the sons of My love,
For them I will suffer and die!”
Away and away to the far off land,
When the fullness
of time was come,
Now speedeth the Lord
of the Golden Strand
From His fair everlasting home.
So down below, and unstained by sin,
In a manger born will He be;
Thereby a lost world He did enter in,
To set the loved captives free!
And bright was the carol,
and loud the song
Which burst from the silver sky,
When entering lowly
Earth’s sons among
He was seen by the hosts on high.
While song shall resound,
as the years go round,
Till the moon and the
stars shall cease;
All glory and praise
to the Ancient of Days,
And to men be good will and peace!
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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10 8 10 8 D
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Dates:
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1894
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Bible Refs:
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Lev 16:27;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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A SONG AND A CAROL FOR CHRISTM
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Meter:
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10 8 10 8 D
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1894
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