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Jesus, Thy church with longing eyes
For Thine expected coming waits:
When will the promised Light arise,
And glory beam from Zion’s gates?
E’en now, when
tempests round us fall,
And wintry clouds o’ercast the sky,
Thy words with pleasure we recall,
And deem that our redemption’s nigh.
Come, gracious Lord,
our hearts renew,
Our foes repel, our wrongs redress,
Man’s rooted enmity subdue,
And crown Thy
Gospel with success.
O come, and reign o’er every land;
Let Satan from his throne be hurled;
Let nations bow to Thy command,
And grace revive a dying world.
Yes, Thou wilt speedily appear !
The smitten earth already reels ;
And not far off we seem to hear
The thunder of Thy chariot wheels.
Teach us in
watchfulness and prayer
To wait for the appointed hour;
And fit us for Thy grace to share
The triumph of Thy conquering power.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Trans/Adapted:
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Dates:
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1831
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Bible Refs:
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Mt 24:3;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1917 | # 98 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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MEINS LEBENS LICHT
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1676
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ALTERNATIVE TUNES
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Name
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meter
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| 8 8 8 8 (L.M.) |
echo ' | ';
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Hymn Writer
