Hymns of the Early Church ‎#56

56. Hail to the morn that dawns on eastern hills

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.

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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.

Text Information

• First Line: Hail to the morn that dawns on eastern hills
• Title: Hail to the morn that dawns on eastern hills
• Meter: 10,10,10,4
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1913

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