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Hark! upon the morning breezes
Hail to the morn that dawns on eastern hills
Hail to the King, Who comes in weakness now
Ye saints exult with cheerful song
He came because the Father willed
When o’er the world Augustus reigned
O Light, resplendent of the morn
When Jesus to the judgment hall
They brought Him to the hill of death
“Watch with Me,” The Master said
They cried, “Let Him be crucified!”
O darkest night that ever fell!
Lo, in its brightness the morning arising
Glory to God! The morn appointed breaks
When on the mount the Lord appeared
Behold, the King of Zion rides
Rest in the Lord, O servant by His grace
Thou dost not pass a lonesome way
The man who erring counsel shuns
Lord, a band of foes increasing
Light of my life, O Lord, Thou art
From the hills the light is streaming
Now with my weeping would I cleanse my soul
Forgive my heart its vain regrets
Far let me flee from worldly sin
Thou Saviour of our sinful race
Lord, let our eyes the things unseen behold
Wake to the songs that lips unsullied sing
Bring to the Christ your fears
Lord, soothe my anxious, troubled soul
Surpassing great the gift of God
If in the cause of right I must
The Christ on Olive’s mount in prayer
O Lord, Thou in the hour of need