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We waited meekly for the Lord,
Till he vouchsafed a kind reply;
He did his gracious ear afford;
And heard from heaven our humble cry.
The wonders God for us hath wrought,
Shall fit our mouths with songs of praise;
And others, to his worship brought,
To hopes of like deliverance raise.
Who can the wondrous works recount
Which Thou, O God, for us hast wrought?
The treasures of thy love surmount
The power of numbers, speech, and thought.
Let those, who humbly seek thy face,
To joyful triumphs soon be raised;
And all, who prize thy saving grace,
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Dates:
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1829
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 40:1-5; Ps 40:16;
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