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He Who made the earth His home,
Infant holy, 'Alleluia!
Now ascends the azure dome; --
Praise Him, 'Alleluia!
Long on rugged ways He trod,
Footsore, weary, 'Alleluia!
Calling wanderers back to God; --
Praise Him, 'Alleluia!
Gone from earth, His wanderings o'er,
Toil is ended, 'Alleluia!
See Him upward, heavenward soar; --
Praise Him, 'Alleluia!
He Who bare the Cross in woe,
Faint, and falling, 'Alleluia!
Seeks the path where sunbeams go; --
Praise Him, 'Alleluia!
On the awful cross He hung,
Faint, and bleeding, 'Alleluia!
Death and hell their arrows flung; --
Praise Him, 'Alleluia!
'Alleluia! all is past, --
Death and dying, 'Alleluia!
Life immortal's won at last; --
Praise Him, 'Alleluia!
'Alleluia! all is ended,
All He came for, 'Alleluia!
And our Victor hath ascended; --
Praise Him, 'Alleluia!