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2 At times, with sudden glory,
He speaks, and all is done! Without one stroke of battle
The victory is won: While we with joy beholding,
Can scarce believe it true, That e'en our kingly Jesus
Can form such hearts anew.
3 But sometimes in the stillness, He gently draweth near, And whispers words of welcome, Into the sinner's ear; |
With anxious heart He waiteth
The answer of His cry, That oft repeated question,
" 0 wherefore wilt thou die? "
4 O Christ, His love is mighty!
Long-suffering is His grace! And glorious is the splendor
That beameth from His face! Our hearts up-leap in gladness,
When we behold that love, As we go singing onward
To dwell with Him above.
Mrs. C. L. S. Bancroft, it |
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