The Infant King

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  1. Processional
  2. I - Genesis iii
  3. II - Genesis xiii
  4. III - Isaiah ix
  5. IV - Isaiah xi
  6. V - St Luke i
  7. VI - St Luke ii
  8. VII - St Luke ii
  9. VIII - St Matthew ii
  10. IX - St John i
  11. Coda

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Section 4: III - Isaiah ix

  1. Ash glows like blood in the withered grass,
    Smoke claws like death at the city wall;
    And yet we fear more than night's distress
    To see Isaiah's prophetic gloom befall.
        For fire the sun
        For smoke a stream
        For darkness light
        Our Lord supreme. 
  2. But dawn uplifts our dismembered hope,
    The sun sets fire to a sparkling stream;
    And we pray Yahweh His word to keep
    Of milk and honey in Isaiah's troubled dream. 
  3. Sunset like blood but we live in light
    The Daystar shines in our hearts where we knew fear;
    And we are wrapped in a tranquil night
    Knowing our Blessed Saviour's birth is near.