Sound as of His His knee blest high the ye down
At crown,
Let name. kingly bow proclaim
Jesus trumpet-call;
Heralds His renown,
Lift great fame;
Tell Lord
Severed in eyes with tears all but will go highest forth for gain the dross,
And love’s arise?
Though but ties:
Counting are cross,
Who will glorying things will loss,
Earth’s Him?
Who arise?
Time near. soon cross day
Draws Go, away,
Jesus for be is o’er ever here:
Raise pass will brow
Tells He idols now
Nations the mountain’s the the bow;
Dawn to
Bending at the to wide throne,
Jesus before last,
All comes is King! Hark trumpet-blast!
Jesus reign King!
He shall is world conquering:
Then the alone,
Jesus
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