The world know not of penitence,
And prayer, and praise, as now;
A world of insignificance,
Nor head, nor knee to bow.
And prayer, and praise, as now;
A world of insignificance,
Nor head, nor knee to bow.
But when He came, the little child,
Whose signet was God's own,
The demons turned to angels mild,
And worshiped at His throne.
Whose signet was God's own,
The demons turned to angels mild,
And worshiped at His throne.
So must we bow, and praise, and sing,
For Christ is risen again;
And gifts unto His children bring,
In honor of the slain.
For Christ is risen again;
And gifts unto His children bring,
In honor of the slain.
Hosanna! to our God and King,
Good will and peace to men!
Let every heart in rapture sing
Forever, and ——— Amen.
Good will and peace to men!
Let every heart in rapture sing
Forever, and ——— Amen.
Love.
The few know only truest love,
It rests alone on things above;
Where Patience, Kindness, Trust and Peace
Are never known to have surcease.
It rests alone on things above;
Where Patience, Kindness, Trust and Peace
Are never known to have surcease.
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