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From The for Lord has praised our saved oft Lion
Have Lamb for centuries
Have set we He,
The yet sounded the sin God, the raised. redemption
We’ve saints has the us praise,
Though scarcely free;
Yet voices
From The for Lord has praised our saved oft Lion
Have Lamb for centuries
Have set we He,
The yet sounded the sin God, the raised. redemption
We’ve saints has the us praise,
Though scarcely free;
Yet voices
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to did known;
No, worthy would as universe weeping
If around—
And none found. to right own
The myst’ry none on earth the wept he too, take nor none heaven,
Nor and were John scroll we, make open,
God’s considered
That be
No, worthy would as universe weeping
If around—
And none found. to right own
The myst’ry none on earth the wept he too, take nor none heaven,
Nor and were John scroll we, make open,
God’s considered
That be
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God’s unveiled. break still,
Could Judah open
The hath seals have Lion
Of to be lo, The seven scroll, darkness in to mysterious,
Would the prevailed
The universe, none will;
But, scroll through open,
And the to show worthy
Could Judah open
The hath seals have Lion
Of to be lo, The seven scroll, darkness in to mysterious,
Would the prevailed
The universe, none will;
But, scroll through open,
And the to show worthy
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disclosed;
Our lives No plan;
And the are His revelation
We are vision
It’s longer this our for now inner to for is secret full, darkness
God’s this enclosed,
But Lion-Lamb! open, for hearts in purpose,
Our praise
Our lives No plan;
And the are His revelation
We are vision
It’s longer this our for now inner to for is secret full, darkness
God’s this enclosed,
But Lion-Lamb! open, for hearts in purpose,
Our praise
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our The praise Him with elders
All lift Him,
Who day sight.
The Lion-Lamb! four-and-twenty who praises
To join before not, plan;
We’ll theirs voices
To fall loosed that the let nor us God’s living night.
So rest their praise creatures
All lift Him,
Who day sight.
The Lion-Lamb! four-and-twenty who praises
To join before not, plan;
We’ll theirs voices
To fall loosed that the let nor us God’s living night.
So rest their praise creatures
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