68 | Psalm 68 | 7 7. 7 7. D | |
AS Thy chosen people, Lord, Once oppressed, in numbers few, Trusted to Thy steadfast Word, And a mighty nation grew; So Thy church on earth begun, By Thy blessing shall increase, While the course of time shall run, Till Messiah’s reign of peace. |
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2 | Soon shall every scattered tribe, One, in Heaven, be restored; Every heart and tongue ascribe Praise and glory to the Lord; Militant awhile below, Rest and joy shall soon be given; When in rapturous strains shall flow Her triumphant song in Heaven. |
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Harriet Auber, 1773-1862 |