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<title>BLB Hymns</title>
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<h2>ERE YET THE DAWN HAS FILLED THE SKIES</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“They saw that the stone, which was very large, had been rolled away.” Mark 16:4</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_h_e_heerman_j.gif" alt="Johann Heerman (1585-1647)" width="133.333333333333" height="192.666666666667"></td>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_h_e_heerman_j.html" target="_blank">Johann Heerman</a>, 1630.
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Von Himmel Hoch,” <em>Geistliche Lieder</em> (Leipzig, Germany: 1539); harmony by <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_b_a_bach_js.html" target="_blank">Johann Sebastian Bach</a> </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_v_o_vonhimml.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </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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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_b_a_bach_js.jpg" alt="Johann Sebastian Bach (1685-1750)" width="130.666666666667" height="188"></td>
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<p>Ere yet the dawn has filled the skies,<br>
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Behold, my Savior Christ arise;<br>
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He chaseth from us sin and night,<br>
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And brings us joy and life and light.</p>
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<p>O stronger Thou than death and hell!<br>
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Where is the foe Thou canst not quell,<br>
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What heavy stone Thou canst not roll<br>
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From off the prisoned, anguished soul?</p>
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<p>If Jesus lives, can I be sad?<br>
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I know He loves me, and am glad;<br>
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Though all the world were dead to me,<br>
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Enough, O Christ, if I have Thee!</p>
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<p>He feeds me, comforts and defends,<br>
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And when I die His angel sends<br>
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To bear me whither He is gone,<br>
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For of His own He loseth none.</p>
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<p>Strong Champion! For this comfort, see,<br>
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The whole world brings her thanks to Thee;<br>
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And once we, too, shall raise above<br>
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More sweet and loud the song of love.</p>
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