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<h2>THOUGH NOW THE NATIONS SIT BENEATH</h2>
<p align="center"><h3>&#8220;Gentiles shall come to Thy light, and kings to the brightness of Thy rising.&#8221; Isaiah 60:3</h3></p>
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<p><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_b_a_bacon_l.html" target="_blank">Leonard Bacon</a>, <em>Hymns and Sacred Songs for the Monthly Concert</em> (Andover, Massachusetts: 1823); this work is based on Sarah Slinn&#8217;s hymn &#8220;Arise in All Thy Splendor, Lord.&#8221;</p>
<p><em>Music:</em> &#8220;Morning Hymn,&#8221; <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_b_a_barthelemon_fh.html" target="_blank">François Hippolyte Barthélémon</a>, 1785 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_m_mornhymn.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>Though now the nations sit beneath<br>
The darkness of o&#8217;erspreading death,<br>
God will arise with light divine,<br>
On Zion&#8217;s holy towers to shine.</p>
<p>That light shall shine on distant lands,<br>
And wandering tribes, in joyful bands,<br>
Shall come, Thy glory, Lord, to see,<br>
And in Thy courts to worship Thee.</p>
<p>O light of Zion, now arise!<br>
Let the glad morning bless our eyes;<br>
Ye nations, catch the kindling ray,<br>
And hail the splendors of the day.</p>
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