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Christians, awake, salute the happy morn,
Christians, awake, salute the happy morn, Whereon the Saviour of mankind was born: Rise to adore the mystery of love, Which hosts of angels chanted from above; With them the joyful tidings first begun Of God incarnate and the Virgin's Son. Then to the watchful shepherds it was told, Who heard the angelic herald's voice: Behold, I bring good tidings of a Saviour's birth To you and all the nations upon earth: This day hath God fulfilled His promised word, This day is born a Saviour, Christ the Lord. He spake; and straightway the celestial choir In hymns of joy, unknown before, conspire, The praises of redeeming love they sang, And heaven's whole orb with hallelujahs rang; God's highest glory was their anthem still, Peace upon earth, and unto men goodwill. To Bethlehem straight the enlightened shepherds r an, To see the wonder God had wrought for man: Then to their flocks still praising God, return, And their glad hearts with holy rapture burn; Amazed the wondrous tidings they proclaim, The first apostles of His infant fame. Oh may we keep and ponder in our mind God's wondrous love in saving lost mankind; Trace we the Babe, who hath retrieved our loss, From the poor manger to the bitter Cross; Tread in His steps, assisted by His grace, Till man's first heavenly state again takes place . Then may we hope, the angelic hosts among, To sing, redeemed, a glad triumphal song; He that was born upon this joyful day Around us all His glory shall display; Around us all His glory shall display; Saved by His love, incessant we shall sing Eternal praise to heaven's almighty King. |