Berean Christadelphian Hymns

H129

SONG NUMBER H129

 Hear what God, the Lord, hath spoken
Oh! my people, faint and few,
Comfortless, afflicted, broken,
Fair abodes I build for you;
Thorns of heartfelt tribulation
Shall no more perplex your ways;
Ye shall name your walls Salvation,
And your gates shall all be praise.

There, like streams that feed the garden,
Blessing without end shall flow:
For the Lord, your faith rewarding,
All His bounty shall bestow:
Still in undisturbed possession
Peace and righteousness shall reign;
Never shall you feel oppression,
Hear the voice of war again.

Ye, no more your suns descending,
Waning moons no more shall see;
But your griefs for ever ending,
Find eternal noon in Me.
God shall rise, and, shining over you,
Change to day the gloom of night;
He, the Lord, shall be your glory;
God, your everlasting light.


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