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The day fades into night

Hymnal: HEC #38 (1913) Meter: 6.6.8.6.8.8 Lyrics: The day fades into night, The shadows lengthening fall, And see, the deepening purple light Throws on the hills its pall: Lord, be our Light when suns decline, And in our souls unclouded shine. Still is the eventide, Calm is the soft repose, When earthly toil is laid aside, And eyelids drooping, close; Lord, let Thy peace my soul possess, In everlasting restfulness. Night of my life draws near; Lord, when the light departs, Be all to me that Thou hast been To other trusting hearts, And in the calm that night bestows, Let me in peace with Thee repose. 39 The night gives place to morn, The gloom shall pass away, And an eternal day be born, Whose sun shall shine for aye; Lord, wake me when the morn is come, And let me find with Thee my home. Languages: English
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A crown of gold surpassing rare

Hymnal: HEC #40 (1913) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: A crown of gold surpassing rare, The western hills, in beauty wear; And earth and sea reflect the light, That fades before th' approach of night. O Glorious Sun! whose peerless ray Illumes the realm of endless day, Shine on a world where darkness dwells, And all the joy of day dispels. Soft o'er the land the twilight creeps; Night falls apace, and nature sleeps; Oh, let not night my life control, And plunge in sleep my drowsy soul. 41 Sleep to the weary pilgrim give, But let the soul through slumber live; Wake when the first faint gleam of morn Tells that another day is born. Light of my life! bid night depart, Sing to my soul, and cheer my heart; That morn, and noon, and night may be One beauteous day of joy to me. And when the brightest morn shall break, And bid the eternal day awake, O glorious Sun! in radiance shine, To guard from night the realm Divine. Languages: English
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O Word of Truth! in devious paths

Hymnal: HEC #42 (1913) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: O Word of Truth! in devious paths My wayward feet have trod; I have not kept the day serene I gave at morn to God. And now 'tis night, and night within; O God, the light hath fled! I have not kept the vow I made When morn its glories shed. For clouds of gloom from nether world Obscured my upward way; O Christ the Light, Thy light bestow And turn my night to day! Languages: English
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Rosy dawn, with locks of gold

Hymnal: HEC #43 (1913) Meter: 7.8.7.8.7.7 Lyrics: Rosy dawn, with locks of gold, Looks upon the world awaking; For the day by prophets told, Lo, in beauty now is breaking, And the Christ is come to earth: Hail, all hail His wondrous birth. Minstrels from the realms of light, Bend to earth to sing His praises, For, from depth to highest height, God our fallen race upraises; Now the Christ is come to earth, Hail, all hail His wondrous birth. Go to Bethlehem, wanderers lone, Seek the Christ, for whom such glory Flashing from the heavenly throne Floods with light the ancient story: For the Christ is come to earth, Hail, all hail His wondrous birth. 44 There, in weakness see Him lie, Cradled where His mother laid Him, Who, by minstrels from the sky, Hath immortal honours paid Him; See the God-man come to earth, Hail, all hail His wondrous birth. King Immortal! treasures rare, Gifts of heart and life we bring Thee; Hearts and voices everywhere, More than gold--their praises bring Thee; Thou, O Christ, art come to earth, Hail, all hail Thy wondrous birth. Languages: English
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In the early morning

Hymnal: HEC #45 (1913) Meter: 6.5.6.5 Lyrics: In the early morning, Ere the darkness clears, Lo, a star most radiant, High in heaven appears; And their eyes behold it, Glowing like a gem, As the sages journey Forth to Bethlehem. In the early morning, While the shepherds gaze, Lo, through clouds asunder, Heaven is all ablaze; Brighter than the sunrise From the eastern hills, And the song of angels All creation fills. 46 In the early morning, When the silence hung, 'Mid the dazzling splendour, Were the praises sung: Glory in the highest To the God of heaven, Peace on earth abounding Unto men be given. Now the sages, guided To the lowly place, Lying in a manger Find the Lord of grace; And they fall before Him As before a king, And their costly offerings With devotion bring. Lord of life eternal, Who didst come for men; At the time appointed Thou wilt come again; 47 Not a babe in meekness, Born of humble birth; But the King Immortal, Judge of all the earth. Glory in the highest, Be ascribed to God; Ceaseless hallelujahs Fill the earth abroad; Glory to Immanuel, All creation sing, Who to heaven hath raised us By His offering. Languages: English
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Lo, the clouds of night are rending

Hymnal: HEC #48 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.5 Lyrics: Lo, the clouds of night are rending, Clad in light, heavenly bright, Herald hosts to earth descending, Hail approaching morn. Hail the morn with heavenly singing, And the song, they prolong, News untold to earth is bringing, Of Immanuel born. Fearful watchers, see the glory, Cease to gaze with amaze; Herdsmen, sages, list the story, Peace abides on earth. 49 Glory! sons of men repeat it, Heavenly morn, Christ is born, Lift your eyes to heaven and greet it, Greet Immanuel's birth. Gone the dismal years of waiting, Angels bright, shed your light! Peace hath banished ill and hating, On this glorious morn. Glory be to God ascending, And the Son, who hath won Life for man in bliss unending, Now the Christ is born. Languages: English
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Herdsmen keeping lonely vigil

Hymnal: HEC #50 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7 Lyrics: Herdsmen keeping lonely vigil While the earth in slumber lay; Eager scanned the far horizon, For the coming of the day; And a blaze of heavenly light, Rent the curtains of the night. Never shone a morn so radiant Since creation had its birth, And the orb of day in fulness Shed its primal light on earth, And the morning stars abroad, Triumphed with the sons of God. Stay your coming, dawn and sunrise, For a Sun of high renown Pours His light upon our darkness, And this Orb shall ne'er go down; Now Immanuel, Christ our Lord, Dwells on earth, Incarnate Word. 51 Lift your eyes, ye lonely watchers, See the host in raiment white; List, the strains of heavenly music Mingling with transcendent light; Ne'er such music waked a morn; Sons of men! the Christ is born. Weary hearts that dwell in darkness! Cast your dismal fears away; Lo, the Sun on earth is shining, For the morn has risen today, And the light that hailed His birth, Pours its glory on the earth. Languages: English
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Hail to the King, who comes in weakness now

Hymnal: HEC #52 (1913) Meter: 10.10.10.5 Lyrics: Hail to the King, who comes in weakness now, No wreath of gold encircleth His brow, Lowly His state--in lowly worship bow; Hail to the King! Born of His maiden mother, pure as snow, Son of our God, begotten long ago, Ere yet the stream of time began to flow; Hail to the King! Nowhere was found a shelter for His head, Humble He lay, e'en where the oxen fed, No couch nor crib, a manger was His bed; Hail to the King! 53 Herdsmen were there who heard the angels sing; Wise men from far who myrrh and incense bring, No other hand bestowed an offering; Hail to the King! Hail to the King! O Christ, upon Thy throne, Look on the souls which Thou didst make Thine own, When by Thy birth and death Thou didst atone; Hail to the King! Languages: English
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Hark! upon the morning breezes

Hymnal: HEC #54 (1913) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 D Lyrics: Hark! upon the morning breezes, In the darkness, ere the waking, Music sweet the senses pleases, Soft upon the stillness breaking; "Glory, Glory!" this the singing, Welcome to Immanuel bringing. Shepherds at their watch beholding Angels clad in glistening whiteness, Heard the wondrous news unfolding 'Mid that dazzling scene of brightness: "Glory, Glory!" peace, and kindness, Light is breaking on our blindness. 55 Glorious morn! The sun, uprising, Shone upon a world rejoicing; God is with us--truth surprising! List to song the message voicing: "Glory, Glory!" ages told it, Heavenly voices now unfold it. God adored, our nature wearing! Ah, such condescending meekness! Stooping to a world despairing, Full of pity for our weakness: "Glory, Glory!" praises swelling, God hath made with man His dwelling. Languages: English
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Hail to the morn that dawns on eastern hills

Hymnal: HEC #56 (1913) Meter: 10.10.10.4 Lyrics: Hail to the morn that dawns on eastern hills, More radiant far than any earthly morn; 'Tis heavenly light that all creation fills-- The Christ is born. Mystery profound, through all the ages sealed, Now, to a world all hopeless, and forlorn, In Bethlehem's manger is at length revealed-- The Christ is born. Lo, from their watch the herdsmen raise their eyes, For, dazzling light the robe of night had torn, And angels poured their raptures from the skies-- The Christ is born. 57 Bring ye your gifts of gold and incense rare, Wise men who come, all travel-stained and worn; Find ye the Child, and pay your homage there-- The Christ is born. Hail to the morn, the world exulting sings; Only to Him, in fealty we are sworn, Lord of our lives, Immortal King of kings!-- The Christ is born. Languages: English

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