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The Lord Himself shall come
And shout a quickening word;
Thousands shall answer from the tomb;
"For ever with the Lord".
Then as we upward fly,
That resurrection-word
Shall be our shout of victory:
"For ever with the Lord".
How shall we meet those eyes?
Ours on Himself we'll cast,
And own ourselves the Saviour's prize,
Mercy from first to last.
There with unwearied gaze
Our eyes on Him we'll rest,
And satisfy with endless praise
Our hearts supremely blest.
Knowing as we are known,
How shall we love that word!
How oft repeat before the throne,
"For ever with the Lord!"
That resurrection-word,
That shout of victory!
Once more "For ever with the Lord,"
Amen, so let it be.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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FESTAL SONG
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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