Wake, O my soul, and hail the morn

Representative Text

1 Wake! O my soul, and hail the morn;
For unto us a Saviour's born:
See how the angels wing their way
To usher in the glorious day!

2 Hark! what sweet music! what a song
Sounds from the bright, celestial throng!
Sweet song, whose melting strains impart
Joy to each raptured, listening heart.

3 Come, join the angels as they cry,
"Glory to God who reigns on high;
Let peace and love on earth abound,
While spheres revolve and years roll round."

Source: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book: for use in divine worship #285

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First Line: Wake, O my soul, and hail the morn
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