Carols for Easter-Tide Set to Ancient Melodies by the Rev. T. Helmore ... the words Principally in imitation of the original, by the Rev. J. M. Neale |
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| XX. | XX. The morning of Salvation.
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XX. The morning of Salvation.
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The morning of Salvation,And the Queen of days is here,
The Feast of every nation,
And the Feast of every year:
Pardon comes, failing never,
Peace is gained, gained for ever:
Sin no more God and man shall sever.
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For Pharaoh and our foemen,Horse and chariot, prince and slave,
His spearmen and his bowmen
Hurried down to dare the wave.
Helmets gleam'd, trumpets sounded:
Grief and joy rose confounded:
Horses pranc'd, chariots jump'd and bounded.
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All night their efforts doubled:On they came with scoff and boast;
'Till God look'd forth, and troubled
All the bravest of their host.
Then the strong met the stronger;
Vengeance then slept no longer;
Then the wrong'd triumphed o'er the wronger.
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True Moses of Thy people!Thy renown and hard-won fame
They ring from every steeple,
And in every church proclaim:
Victor o'er bands infernal,
King amidst Pow'rs supernal,
Lead us on, up to joys eternal!
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