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To those who fear Jehovah's name
How sweet the word the prophet brings:
The Sun of Righteousness shall rise
With healing in His wings.
How sweet the word the prophet brings:
The Sun of Righteousness shall rise
With healing in His wings.
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It is to those that fear His name
His healing power the Savior brings;
Oh, let us hide with contrite hearts
Beneath His healing wings.
His healing power the Savior brings;
Oh, let us hide with contrite hearts
Beneath His healing wings.
3
He is the Sun of Righteousness;
And while to sin our being clings
We cannot know His healing touch
Or rest beneath His wings.
And while to sin our being clings
We cannot know His healing touch
Or rest beneath His wings.
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It is His wings that heal our pains
And soothe the serpent's poisoned stings;
Close to His bosom we must press
To feel His healing wings.
And soothe the serpent's poisoned stings;
Close to His bosom we must press
To feel His healing wings.
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Beneath those healing wings I rest,
While all my heart with rapture sings:
The Sun of Righteousness has risen
With healing in His wings.
While all my heart with rapture sings:
The Sun of Righteousness has risen
With healing in His wings.