The Orient

Light from the East, 'tis gilded with hope;
Star OF OUR F AITH , thy glory is up!
Darkness apace, and watchfulness flee;
Earth, fend thy joys to nature and me,
See, Brothers, see yon dark shadows flee;
Join in His praise, whose glories we be!
Now, let these Emblems ages have given,
Speak to the world, blest S AVIOUR , of Thee.

Lo, we have seen, uplifted on high,
Star IN THE E AST , thy rays from the sky!
Lo, we have heard, what joy to our ear —
Come, ye redeemed, and welcome Him here!

Light to the blind , they've wandered too long —
Feet to the lame , the weak are made strong —
Hope to the joyless , freely 'tis given —
Life to the dead , and music to Heaven!

Praise to the Lord , keep silence no more!
Ransomed, rejoice from mountain to shore!
Streams in the desert, sing as ye stray!
Sorrow and sadness, vanish away!
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