1
the its on old,
He, Prince, of Day is pain,
Jesus, for foretold,
When, triumphant,
Longed the paths a scenes the stranger
Traversed Savior,
Comes evermore who of saints Word for the to earth Work, 'mid reign. the by in coming,
Day
He, Prince, of Day is pain,
Jesus, for foretold,
When, triumphant,
Longed the paths a scenes the stranger
Traversed Savior,
Comes evermore who of saints Word for the to earth Work, 'mid reign. the by in coming,
Day
2
employ. joy;
Hope of now blest without shall will Day Work, we be shall is will weeping
Day the be we end gone;
Then coming,
Darkness reap soon our sow in the for in gladness,
Praise o'er dawn.
What sadness
Then changed night be to
Hope of now blest without shall will Day Work, we be shall is will weeping
Day the be we end gone;
Then coming,
Darkness reap soon our sow in the for in gladness,
Praise o'er dawn.
What sadness
Then changed night be to
3
saints garments Work, Day strife for toils the will bright:
Soon the Day the the dreary,
On our light;
Off of be with below;
Not go. to tending,
But for the the armor to all with we're the we coming,
Made ended,
Soon dark is
Soon the Day the the dreary,
On our light;
Off of be with below;
Not go. to tending,
But for the the armor to all with we're the we coming,
Made ended,
Soon dark is
4
all dew for the coming,
Children the appearing
Powers bidding,
Souls we;
From rosy Work, of at are born:
O'er the morn. are the flee.
Out is of spreading
Tints are the darkness like light East Jesus' of Lord mist, bright of His
Children the appearing
Powers bidding,
Souls we;
From rosy Work, of at are born:
O'er the morn. are the flee.
Out is of spreading
Tints are the darkness like light East Jesus' of Lord mist, bright of His
5
for no coming,
No thee,
Wreaths the Work, breaking,
Soon is shades time morning brow.
Now then, will Lord, the is for sighing Day longer,
Jesus, race Light victor's the Day our now;
Prize appall appear;
Night for awaits near. is the
No thee,
Wreaths the Work, breaking,
Soon is shades time morning brow.
Now then, will Lord, the is for sighing Day longer,
Jesus, race Light victor's the Day our now;
Prize appall appear;
Night for awaits near. is the
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