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‘Tis enough —the hour is come.
Now within the silent tomb
Let this mortal frame decay.
Mingled with its kindred clay:
Since thy mercies, oft of old
By thy chosen seers foretold,
Faithful now and steadfast prove,
God of truth and God of love!
Lo! the nations bow the knee,
Son of righteousness to thee;
And the realms of distant kings
Own the healing of thy wings.
Those, whom death had overspread
With his dark and dreary shade,
Lift their eyes, and from afar
Hail the light of Jacob’s star.
Waiting ‘till the promised ray
Turn their darkness into day:
While its brightest splendour shed
Shines on Sion’s favoured head.
Never may it hence remove,
God of truth, and God of love!
‘Tis enough —the hour is comel
Lay me in the silent tomb.
---Alternative verses---
Since at length my aged eye,
Sees the day-spring from on high!
Those who death had overspread
With his dark and dreary shade,
Lift their eyes and from afar,
hail the light of Jacob’s star;
Waiting till the promised ray
Turn their darkness into day.
Sun of Righteousness, to Thee,
Lo! the nations bow the knee;
And the realms of distant kings
Own the healing of thy wings:
See the beams intensely shed,
Shine on Sion’s favoured head!
Never may they hence remove,
God of truth, and God of love!
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