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Let the earth now praise the Lord,
Who hath truly kept His word,
And the sinners’ help and friend
Now at last to us doth send.
2
What the fathers most desired,
What the prophets’ heart inspired,
What they longed for many a year,
Stands fulfilled in glory here.
3
Abram’s promised great reward,
Zion’s helper, Jacob’s Lord,
Him of twofold race behold,
Truly come, as long foretold.
4
Welcome, O my Saviour, now!
Hail, my portion, Lord, art Thou.
Here too in my heart I pray,
O prepare Thyself a way.
5
King of glory, enter in,
Cleanse it from the filth of sin,
As Thou hast so often done,
It belongs to Thee alone.
6
As Thy coming was in peace,
Quiet, full of gentleness,
Let the same mind dwell in me
That was ever found in Thee.
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Bruise for me the serpent’s head,
That, set free from doubt and dread,
I may cleave to Thee in faith,
Safely kept through life and death.
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And when Thou dost come again,
As a glorious King to reign,
I with joy may see Thy face,
Freely ransomed by Thy grace.