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WE'LL praise Thee, glorious Lord,
Who died to set us free;
No earthly songs can joy afford
Like heav'nly melody.
Love that no suff'ring stayed
We'll praise - true love divine;
Love that for us atonement made,
Love that had made us Thine.
Love in Thy lonely life
Of sorrow here below;
Thy words of grace, with mercy rife,
Make grateful praises flow.
Love, that on death's dark vale
In sweetest odours spread,
Where sin oe'er all seemed to prevail,
Redemption's glory shed.
And now we see Thee ris'n,
Who once for us hast died,
Seated above the highest heav'n:
The Father's Glorified.
Soon wilt Thou take Thy throne,
The foes Thy footstool made,
And bring us with Thee as Thine own,
In glory love displayed.
Jesus, we wait for Thee,
With Thee to have our part;
What can full joy and blessing be
But being where Thou art!

J.N. Darby

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