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  1. Morning Hush

From the recording The Ghosts of Christmas Past

Lyrics

Morning hush First a blush Faintly telling Day is welling Down the glades Flee the shades Through the meadows Speed the shadows Yet in vain For again Come the even All the heaven Loses light Turns to night Fades from splendor Pale and tender Brighter light Burns at night What a wonder Burst asunder Night unmade Where a maid Bears a blossom At her bosom Holy morn God is born Heaven’s treasure Without measure Poured on earth At His birth Night for ever Gone for ever Here is news None refuse Crowns of gladness Changed for sadness Joy for shame Since He came No more sorrow No tomorrow All today Sing and pray Sing His praises Ask His graces All is bright All is light On the seven Roads to Heaven