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Sleep, weary world, and take thy rest,
Thy countless eye-lids close;
Shut all thy cares within thy breast,
For once in peace repose.
Wake slumbering world; a midnight cry
Comes with Almighty breath;
Wake; thy redemption draweth nigh,
Rise from the dust of death.
Yon star, those angels, shepherds, kings,
A birth from heaven proclaim;
The Son of God salvation brings,
Emanuel is his name.
Gather thy children from afar,
Of climes and tongues unknown;
Show them the stable and the star,
Christ’s manger and his throne.
There, with the angels, loud and sweet,
All hearts, all voices blend;
There, with the shepherds, at his feet,
All knees, all nations bend.
There, with the wise men from the east,
Sinners their offerings bring;
Each at this altar be a priest,
And every priest a king.
For he shall wash them in his blood,
Shall with his robes array,
And make them kings and priests to God:
Lord Jesus, speed the day.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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ST. FULBERT
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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1849
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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| # 108 | D | | # 205 | D | | # 8 | D | | # 189 | D | | # 48 | E | | # 1010 | E | | # 604 | E | | # 125 | E | | # 628 | Eb | | # 306 | Eb | | # 816.2 | No key |
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