Come thou bright and morning star, Light of light without beginning!
Shine upon us from afar that we may be kept from sinning.
Drive away by thy clear light our dark night.
Let thy grace, like morning dew, falling soft on barren places,
Comfort, quicken and renew our dry souls and dying graces;
Bless thy flock from thy rich store
Evermore.
Poem written by Christian K. von Rosenroth 1636-1689. Translated by Richard Massie 1800-1887
Merry Christmas to All. Post written by Terra Hangen
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