O Thou everlasting Father,
Give the kingdom to Thy Son:
He has died that He might gather
All God's children into one:
For the travail-- For the travail-- For the travail
Of His soul, let this be done.
Then the North, in darkness shrouded,
Jacob's rising star shall bless!
And the Eastern morn, unclouded,
Bring the Sun of Righteousness,
Cheering, healing-- Cheering, healing--Cheering, healing
With the brightness of His face.
****YEA, IT MUST BE: THOU HAST SPOKEN,
AND THY COVENANT SHALL LAST:
Though the arch of heaven were broken,
And the earth's foundations cast
Down to ruin--Down to ruin--Down to ruin
EVER, LORD, THY WORD STANDS FAST.
On Thy holy hill of Zion,
Thou hast long ordained His seat,
Now, AS JUDAH'S CONQUERING LION,
LAY ALL FOES BENEATH His FEET,
LET His RANSOMED-- LET His RANSOMED--LET His RANSOMED
THE FINAL TRIUMPH MEET.
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