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Thou Lord Thyself the Bright the Morning




Thou, Lord, Thyself,
the Bright, the Morning Star
Wilt soon arise
and chase our woes afar;
What gladness then,
what bliss without a cloud,
Shall fill these hearts
so oft with sorrow bowed!


Lord Jesus, shall we gaze
upon Thy face ---
That face of perfect beauty,
love and grace?
That blessed form,
once nailed upon the tree,
Lord, shall these
very eyes in glory see?


We shall, we shall!
for Thou hast said it, Lord,
And faith rests ever on
Thy changeless word:
"Behold, I come,"
"surely I quickly
come;"
E'en so, Amen: oh,
take Thy loved ones home!


Lord Jesus, come:
the Spirit calls for Thee,
The bride desireth sore
Thy face to see;
Lord Jesus, come:
our hearts within us burn,
We hasten forth
to greet Thy glad return.

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LYRICS
Meter: 10 10 10 10
Writer(s):
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      Dates:
      Bible Refs:
      LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1881# 279
      MUSIC
      Name: ELLERS
      Meter: 10 10 10 10
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1869
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