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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!�
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!�
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