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Wake, Oh my soul,
and hail the morn,
For unto us a Savior’s born:
See how the angels wing their way
To usher in the glorious day.
Glory, glory, let us sing,
While heav’n and earth
His praises ring,
Hosanna to the Lamb of God.
Hark! what sweet music,
what a song,
Sounds from the bright
celestial throng;
Sweet song, whose
melting sounds impart
Joy to each raptured list’ning heart.
Glory, glory, let us sing,
While heav’n and earth
His praises ring,
Hosanna to the Lamb of God.
Come, join the angels in the sky,
Glory to God who reigns on high;
Let peace and love on earth abound,
While time revolves
and years roll ’round.
Glory, glory, let us sing,
While heav’n and earth
His praises ring,
Hosanna to the Lamb of God.
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.) and refrain
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MUSIC
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Name:
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NEW HOSANNA
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.) and refrain
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Dates:
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1859
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