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From the hills the light is streaming

Hymnal: Hymns of the Early Church #18 (1913) Meter: 8.5.8.5 Lyrics: From the hills the light is streaming, Hail, the gladsome morn! Earth with busy life is teeming, For the day is born. Dawn, Thou Light of lights, undying, On a fairer day, All creation beautifying With Thy glorious ray. Weary eyes the hills are scanning For the early gleam; Souls, Thy long delay unmanning, Sleep, and idly dream. Ah, my soul, be up and doing, Life will soon be done; Night, the day is close pursuing To the setting sun. 19 And the day of God shall waken To the soul with fear, If, the call of life forsaken, We are slumbering here. From the hills the light is streaming, Hail the gladsome morn! And the light of God is beaming-- This, His day, is born. Languages: English
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From the hills the light is streaming

Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: Hymns from the Morningland #42 (1911) Meter: 8.5.8.5 Lyrics: I From the hills the light is streaming, Hail, the gladsome morn! Earth with busy life is teeming, For the day is born. II Dawn, Thou Light of lights, undying On a fairer day, All creation beautifying With Thy glorious ray. III Weary eyes the hills are scanning For the early gleam; Souls, Thy long delay unmanning, Sleep, and idly dream. IV Ah, my soul, be up and doing, Life will soon be done, Night, the day is close pursuing To the setting sun. V And the day of God shall waken To the soul with fear, If, the call of life forsaken, We are slumbering here. VI From the hills the light is streaming, Hail the gladsome morn! And the light of God is beaming,— This, His day, is born. Languages: English

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