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1. Wake all music's magic powers,
On this blissful morning,
Born today, the Child is ours,
Theme of Prophet's warning:
Giant in the race He towers,
Toil and danger scorning.
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O that blessed going out,
Which salvation brought about.
O that blessed going out,
Which salvation brought about.
2. Let this glorious holiday
Find such holy spending
That the simplehearted may
Joy without offending,
And sweet charity may stay,
With our concourse blending,
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3. Give we glory to this feast,
For man’s restoration:
Now the guilty is released,
Freed from condemnation:
By the widow’s son deceased,
See Elisha’s station!
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4. O how bright is this day made,
Day with radiance glowing,
Which the Light of Light displayed,
Light in darkness shewing;
Chasing thus death’s gloomy shade,
Brightness o’er us throwing!
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5. Risen today in splendour bright,
Shining to all ages,
Beams the Sun, whose distant light
Touch’d the Prophet’s pages;
Now, to end the reign of night,
Christ His power engages.
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