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Thou whose birth on earth
Angels sang to men,
While the stars made mirth,
Savior, at thy birth
This day born again.
As this night was bright
With thy cradle-ray,
Very light of light,
Turn the wild world's night
To thy perfect day.
Bid our peace increase
Thou that madest morn,
Bid oppressions cease;
Bid the night be peace
Bid the day be born.