Note 32 — Chapter III · CHRISTMAS POETRY (II)
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“Triumph, ye heavens! rejoice ye with high adoration! Sing to the Lord, to the Saviour, in glad exultation! Angels, give ear! God unto man hath drawn near, Bringing to lost ones salvation. * * * * * King of the Glory! what grace in Thy humiliation! Thou wert a child! who of old wert the Lord of creation. Thee will I own, Thee would I follow, alone, Heir of Thy wondrous salvation. Faithful Immanuel! let me Thy glories be telling, Come, O my Saviour, be born, in mine inmost heart dwelling, In me abide. Make me with Thee unified, Where the life-fountain is welling.”{36}