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oi paideV eusebeia.
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The Holy Children boldly stand Against the tyrant's fierce command: The kindled furnace they defy,-- No doom can shake their constancy: They in the midmost flame confessed, "GOD of our Fathers! Thou art blest!" | |
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The Shepherds keep their flocks by night; The Heav'n glows out with wondrous light; The glory of the LORD is there, The Angel-bands their King declare: The watchers of the night confessed, "GOD of our Fathers! Thou art blest!" | |
The Angel ceased; and suddenly Seraphic legions filled the sky: "Glory to GOD," they cry again: "Peace upon earth, good will to men: "CHRIST comes!"--And they that heard confessed, "GOD of our Fathers! Thou art blest!" | |
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What said the Shepherds?--"Let us turn This new-born miracle to learn." To Bethlehem's gate their footsteps drew: The Mother with the Child they view: They knelt and worshipped, and confessed, "GOD of our Fathers! Thou art blest!" |
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qaumatoV uperfuouV h drosoboloV.
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The dewy freshness that the furnace flings Works out a wondrous type of future things: Nor did the flame the Holy Three consume, Nor did the Godhead's fire thy frame entomb, Thou, on Whose bosom hung the WORD: Wherefore we cry with heart's endeavour, "Let all Creation bless the LORD, And magnify His Name for ever!" | |
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Babel's proud daughter once led David's race From Sion, to their exile's woful place: Babel now bids her wise men, gifts in hand, Before King David's Royal Daughter stand, The Mother of the Incarnate Word: Wherefore we cry with heart's endeavour, "Let all Creation bless the LORD, And magnify His Name for ever!" | |
From music grief held back the exile's hand: How sing the LORD's song in an alien land? But Babel's exile here is done away, And Bethlehem's harmony this glorious day By Thee, Incarnate GOD, restored: Wherefore we cry with heart's endeavour, "Let all Creation bless the LORD, And magnify His Name for ever!" | |
Of old victorious Babel bore away, The spoils of Royal Sion and her prey: But Babel's treasure now, and Babel's kings, CHRIST, by the guiding star, to Sion brings. There have they knelt, and there adored: Wherefore we cry with heart's endeavour, "Let all Creation bless the LORD, And magnify His Name for ever!" |