Race that Long in Darkness Pined { The Race that Long in Darkness Pined ST. JAMES-Raphael Courteville The Race that Long in Darkness Pined } The race that long in darkness pined Have seen a glorious light; The people dwell in day, who dwelt In death's surrounding night. To hail thy rise, thou better Sun, The gathering nations come, Joyous as when the reapers bear The harvest treasures home. To us a child of hope is born, To us a Son is given; Him shall the tribes of earth obey, Him, all the hosts of heaven. His name shall be the Prince of Peace, Whose rule shall stretch abroad, The Wonderful, the Counselor, The great and mighty Lord. His power, increasing, still shall spread; His reign no end shall know; Justice shall guard his throne above, And peace abound below.