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