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O Child of lowly manger birth
On whose low cry the ages wait,
Lead us Thy way, and every day
Guide us to see what made Thee great.
O Jesus, youth of Nazareth,
Preparing for the bitter strife,
Wilt Thou impart to every heart
Thy perfect purity of life?
O Christ whose words
make dear the fields
And hillsides green of Galilee,
Grant us to find,
with reverent mind,
The truth Thou saidst
should make us free.
O suffering Lord on Calvary,
Whom love led on to mortal pain,
We know Thy cross is not a loss
If we Thy love shall truly gain.
O Master of abundant life
From natal morn to victory’s hour,
We look to Thee, heed Thou our plea,
Teach us to share Thy ageless power.
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Dates:
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1906
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Bible Refs:
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Lk 2:7;
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EATON
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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1888
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