I come from the East
On the wings of the morn­ing,
The stars on my path­way
Made lu­min­ous night;
The glo­ry of ag­es
My brow is adorn­ing,
By choirs I’m at­tend­ed
From heav­en­ly light.

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Oh, ju­bi­lant chor­us,
Repeat it again,
Today is the ad­vent
Of Christ to all men;
Oh, ju­bi­lant chor­us,
Oh, hap­py re­frain,
It ech­oes its m­usic
O’er ocean and main.

Where far in the Ori­ent
The green palms are wav­ing,
They sing of my com­ing
With rap­tur­ous joy;
Where pines in the north
Are the win­ter blasts brav­ing,
They chant of the birth
Of sweet Beth­le­hem’s boy.

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The dark mines of earth
Ne’er my jew­els have yield­ed,
My pearls ne’er were rocked
In the ocean’s deep cave;
The heart of the Fa­ther
This trea­sure has shield­ed,
Till time was ful­filled
And His Son came to save.

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With ev­er­greens wreathed
As the type of im­mor­tals,
I, Christ­mas, ap­pear
On the wings of the morn;
’Twixt Heav­en and earth,
Wide apace swing the por­tals,
Today to the world
Is a great Sav­ior born.

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