Berean Christadelphian Hymns

H121

SONG NUMBER H121

 Yahweh give Thy promised blessing
To Thy waiting Israel's seed;
Woe and want are they possessing,
Thou canst give them all they need.

Trodden under foot their city,
Waste and desolate their land;
We beseech Thee look with pity,
In the rough wind stay Thine hand.

Though destructions walk around them,
Though the arrows against them fly;
Thou from death wilt still preserve them,
Their redemption draweth nigh.

Though the night be long and dreary,
Darkness cannot hide from Thee;
Thou art He who never weary,
Watchest where Thy people be.


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