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He Who made the earth His home,

Infant holy, 'Alleluia!

Now ascends the azure dome;--

Praise Him, 'Alleluia!

Long on rugged ways He trod,

Footsore, weary, 'Alleluia!

Calling wanderers back to God;--

Praise Him, 'Alleluia!

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Gone from earth, His wanderings o'er,

Toil is ended, 'Alleluia!

See Him upward, heavenward soar;--

Praise Him, 'Alleluia!

He Who bare the Cross in woe,

Faint, and falling, 'Alleluia!

Seeks the path where sunbeams go;--

Praise Him, 'Alleluia!

On the awful cross He hung,

Faint, and bleeding, 'Alleluia!

Death and hell their arrows flung;--

Praise Him, 'Alleluia!

'Alleluia! all is past,--

Death and dying, 'Alleluia!

Life immortal's won at last;--

Praise Him, 'Alleluia!

'Alleluia! all is ended,

All He came for, 'Alleluia!

And our Victor hath ascended;--

Praise Him, 'Alleluia!

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