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