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whose birth on earth Angels sang to men, While thy stars made mirth, Saviour, 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.

God whose feet made sweet Those wild ways they trod, From thy fragrant feet Staining field and street With the blood of God;