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The long expected morn
Has dawned upon the earth;
The Saviour Christ is born,
And angels sing his birth:
He’ll join the bright seraphic throng,
We’ll share their joys, and swell their song.
Now sing of peace divine,
Sing of goodwill to man;
No wisdom, Lord, but thine,
Could form the gracious plan;
Could find a way to save the lost,
Thyself not ceasing to be just.
Give praise to God on high,
With angels round the throne;
Give praise to God with joy,
Give praise to God alone:
‘Tis meet his saints their songs should raise,
And give the Saviour endless praise.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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6 6 6 6 8 8
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Bible Refs:
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Lk 2:14;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1853 | # 525 |
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