HYMN
for
the
EPIPHANY
.
I.
SONS
of
Men
,
behold
from
far
Hail
the
long-expected
Star
!
Jacob's
Star
that
gilds
the
Night
,
Guides
bewilder'd
Nature
right
.
II
.
Fear
not
hence
that
Ill
should
flow
,
Wars
or
Pestilence
below
,
Wars
it
bids
and
Tumults
cease
,
Ushering
in
the
Prince
of
Peace
.
III
.
Mild
He
shines
on
all
beneath
,
Piercing
thro'
the
Shade
of
Death
,
Scatt'ring
Error's
wide-spread
Night
,
Kindling
Darkness
into
Light
.
IV
.
Nations
all
,
far
off
and
near
,
Haste
to
see
your
GOD
appear
!
Haste
,
for
Him
your
Hearts
prepare
,
Meet
him
manifested
there
!
V.
There
behold
the
Day-spring
rise
,
Pouring
Eye-sight
on
your
Eyes
,
GOD
in
his
own
Light
survey
,
Shining
to
the
Perfect
Day
.
VI
.
Sing
,
ye
Morning
Stars
again
,
GOD
descends
on
Earth
to
reign
,
Deigns
for
Man
his
Life
t'
employ
;
Shout
,
ye
Sons
of
GOD
,
for
Joy
!