Luke 2 -

O THOU , Who art inthron'd on high,
In peace now let Thy servant die,
Whose hope on Thee relies:
For Thou, Whose words and deeds are one,
At length hast Thy salvation shown
To these my ravish'd eyes.

By Thee, before Thy Hands display'd
The heavens, and earth's foundation laid,
Unto the world decreed
A Lamp to give the Gentiles light;
A Glory, O how infinite!
To Israel's faithful seed.
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