Hymns and Tunes 1876 284
Behold! I come! the Saviour cries
1Behold! I come! the Saviour cries, On wings of love I fly; So come, dear Lord, my soul replies, And bring salvation nigh.
2Come, plead thy truth's much-injured cause, And make thy glory shine; Come, vindicate thy righteous laws, And show thy power divine.
3With winged speed, Redeemer, dear, Bring on th' illustrious day; Let not our hopes give way to fear Beneath the long delay.
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Verse 1
Behold! I come! the Saviour cries, On wings of love I fly; So come, dear Lord, my soul replies, And bring salvation nigh.˘/˘/˘/˘˘/˘/˘/˘/˘///˘/˘/˘/˘/˘/29A
Verse 2
Come, plead thy truth's much-injured cause, And make thy glory shine; Come, vindicate thy righteous laws, And show thy power divine.////????/˘///˘///˘˘//˘/˘///˘˘/30A
Verse 3
With winged speed, Redeemer, dear, Bring on th' illustrious day; Let not our hopes give way to fear Beneath the long delay.˘//˘/˘//˘//˘˘//˘/˘///˘/˘/˘/˘/29A
Counted by machine from the CMU Pronouncing Dictionary. It cannot hear emphasis or a poet’s licence, so treat it as a place to start reading, not the last word.