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most exquisite

Through the midnight heaven an
angel flew
And a soft low song, sang he;
And the moon & the stars & the rolling clouds
Heard that holy melody
He sang of the bliss of sinless souls
'Neath the tents of eden bowers;
Of God the Great One he sang
And unfeigned was his praise of
Godhead's powers
A little babe in his arms he bore
For this world of woe and tears;
and the sound of his song in the
soul of the child
Kept ringing tho wordless for years
And long languished she on this
earth below
With a wondrous longing filled:
But the world's harsh songs could
not change for her
The notes which that angel trilled
Goodnight my love Your Grace

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