Verse 1

THE race that long in darkness pined, Have seen a glorious Light; The people dwell in day, who dwelt In death’s surrounding night.

Verse 2

To hail Thy rise, Thou better Sun, The gathering nations come, Joyous as when the reapers bear The harvest-treasures home.

Verse 3

To us a Child of Hope is born, To us a Son is given; Him shall the tribes of earth obey, Him all the hosts of heaven.

Verse 4

His name shall be the Prince of Peace, For evermore adored, The Wonderful, the Counsellor, The great and mighty Lord.

Verse 5

His power increasing still shall spread, His reign no end shall know: Justice shall guard His throne above, And peace abound below.

History of The Race That Long In Darkness Pined