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Hymn 250: Sleep, weary world, and take thy rest

HYMN CCL.

Sleep, weary world, and take thy rest, Thy countless eye-lids close; Shut all thy cares within thy breast, For once in peace repose.

Wake, slumbering world; a midnight cry Comes with Almighty breath; Wake; thy redemption draweth nigh, Rise from the dust of death.

Yon star, those angels, shepherds, kings, A birth from heaven proclaim; The Son of God salvation brings, Emanuel is His name.

Gather thy children from afar, Of climes and tongues unknown; Show them the stable and the star, Christ's manger and his throne.

There, with the Angels, loud and sweet, All hearts, all voices blend; There, with the shepherds, at his feet, All knees, all nations bend.

There, with the wise men from the East, Sinners their offerings bring; Each at this altar be a priest, And every priest a king.

For He shall wash them in His blood, Shall with His robes array, And make them kings and priests to God: Lord Jesus, speed the day.