[Written for the Sentinel]

A Song of Joy

Awake , awake, and greet the shining morn;
Oh, tell the sleeping world
That Christ the Lord is born.
He comes to rouse the slumbering hosts,
He comes to conquer error's boasts.
The Lord is come!

Arise, arise, and sing your songs of praise;
Oh, tell the weary world
How wondrous are Truth's ways.
No more shall men let fear hold sway,
No more shall sorrow rule the day.
The Lord is come!

Rejoice, rejoice, and join the happy throng;
Oh, tell the waiting world
It need not suffer long.
To-day will Love remove all pain,
To-day may all their birthright gain.
The Lord is come!

Awake, arise, rejoice forevermore;
Oh, tell the happy world
God opens heaven's door.
And all shall know His ways are best,
And all shall find eternal rest.
The Lord is come!

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