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When Jordan hushed his waters still,
And silence slept on Zion's hill;
When Bethlehem's shepherds through the night
Watched o'er their flocks by starry light:
Hark! from the midnight hills around,
A voice of more than mortal sound,
In distant hallelujahs stole,
Wild murm'ring o'er the raptured soul.
"O Zion! lift thy raptured eye,
The long expected hour is nigh;
The joys of nature rise again,
The Prince of Salem comes to reign.
"He comes, to cheer the trembling heart,
Bids Satan and his host depart;
Again the day-star gilds the gloom,
Again the bowers of Eden bloom."
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When Jordan hush’d his waters still,
And silence slept on Syon’s hill,
When Bethlem’s shepherds through the night
Watch’d o’er their flocks by starry light,
Lo! swift to every startled eye
New streams of glory fire the sky;
Heaven’s azure gates are oped to pour
Its armies on the midnight hour.
On wheels of light, on wings of flame
The gratulating myriads came
High heav’n with songs of triumph rung,
While loud they struck their harps and sung:
“To God, the Lord of power and might,
Be glory in the highest height,
For peace on earth proclaim’d agen,
And tidings of goodwill to men.”