1
Come, let us to the Lord our God
With contrite heart return;
Our God is gracious, nor will leave
The desolate to mourn.
With contrite heart return;
Our God is gracious, nor will leave
The desolate to mourn.
2
His voice commands the tempest forth,
And stills the stormy wave;
And though His arm be strong to smite,
’Tis also strong to save.
And stills the stormy wave;
And though His arm be strong to smite,
’Tis also strong to save.
3
Long hath the night of sorrow reigned;
The dawn shall bring us light;
God shall appear, and we shall rise
With gladness in His sight.
The dawn shall bring us light;
God shall appear, and we shall rise
With gladness in His sight.
4
Our heart, if God we seek to know,
Shall know Him, and rejoice;
His coming like the morn shall be,
Like morning songs His voice.
Shall know Him, and rejoice;
His coming like the morn shall be,
Like morning songs His voice.
5
As dew upon the tender herb,
Diffusing fragrance round,
As showers that usher in the spring,
And cheer the thirsty ground;
Diffusing fragrance round,
As showers that usher in the spring,
And cheer the thirsty ground;
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So shall His presence bless our souls,
And shed a joyful light;
That hallowed morn shall chase away
The sorrows of the night.
And shed a joyful light;
That hallowed morn shall chase away
The sorrows of the night.