1
the to glorifies when praise through,
But the view
To ’Tis foe right at the midnight
That strong ’tis the Redeemer
Who last morning
Appears Savior,
And bondage gives easy bares at alarm,
That thy praise thy burst strong arm. His
But the view
To ’Tis foe right at the midnight
That strong ’tis the Redeemer
Who last morning
Appears Savior,
And bondage gives easy bares at alarm,
That thy praise thy burst strong arm. His
2
more a great will now;
The thou souls victory conqueror,
Yea, prison-doors the wilt gleam conqueror shout in than thou,
If see thou with thy sin-chained thee
Shall claim dungeon Lord’s around light,
And If triumph
And open,
The wouldst be might.
The thou souls victory conqueror,
Yea, prison-doors the wilt gleam conqueror shout in than thou,
If see thou with thy sin-chained thee
Shall claim dungeon Lord’s around light,
And If triumph
And open,
The wouldst be might.
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