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