Sing we the praises of the great forerunner, tell forth the mighty wonders of his story: so may his Master cleanse our lips and make them fit to extol him. Lo, God's high herald, swift from heaven descending, gives to thy father tidings of thy coming, telling thy name and all the tale of marvels that shall befall thee. Oft had the prophets in the time before thee spoken in vision of the Daystar's coming; but when he came, 'twas thou that didst proclaim him Savior of all men.
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