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A wondrous star our pioneer,
We left the mystic land
Where heaven-nurtured childhood slept,
Where yet old visions stand.
O God! the land of dreams we left,
Repose we left for aye,
And followed meekly to the place
Where our Redeemer lay.
That humble manger we have found;
The world his cradle is;
His life is hidden far below
Its sins and miseries.
The world throws wide its brazen gates;
With Thee we enter in;
O, grant us, in our humble sphere,
To free that world from sin.
We have one mind in Christ our Lord
To stand and point above;
To hurl rebuke at social wrong;
But all, O God, in love.
The star is resting in the sky;
To worship Christ we came;
The moments haste; O, touch our tongues
With Thy celestial flame!
The truest worship is a life;
All dreaming we resign;
We lay our offerings at thy feet,—
Our lives, O Christ, are thine!
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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BEATITUDO
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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| # 27 | No key | | # 35 | No key | | # 405 | Ab | | # 501 | Ab | | # 200 | Ab | | # 424 | Ab | | # 438 | Ab | | # 604 | Bb | | # 727 | No key |
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