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ON THE MORNING STAR.
In the dim twilight of a Winter morn,When the dark earth looks up to the grey sky,
One radiant Star attracts the wakeful eye,
And sheds a lustre o'er the scene forlorn.
And chiefly as the time when Christ was born
The Light of a dark world, is drawing nigh,
You see it hang its sparkling lamp on high,
And with its fairest rays the sky adorn.
I sit and gaze upon its light so cheering,
Till in the glowing dawn it hides its head,
And the thought rises that sweet sight endearing;
Whatever mortal mists my soul may sadden,
“I am the Morning Star,” my Saviour said,
Earth's dimness with Heaven's dayspring sent to gladden.
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