#6The Restitution

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OH, spare thy people, Lord, And bring them full salvation; Fulfill thy faithful word, Rescue the sleeping nation; Thou voice of God shout from on high; The signal give for reaping; Come thou and reap the harvest dry; Oh, gather all the sleeping; Spare now the "remnant" Lord, The foe doth yet pursue them. Oh, for thy blessed word, Do thou with strength renew them.
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Oh, may thy kingdom come, All power and dominion; Bring now the faithful home, On bright seraphic pinion; We're tried, O, come and take us home, And give us crowns of glory; We feel like those who weary roam About some ruin hoary: Oh, may thy will be done, On earth as 'tis in heaven; May now the glorious Sun Of righteousness be given.
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Oh! may the "City" come Down from the opening heaven– The New Jerusalem, Oh, may it now be given; Its gates of pearl, its streets of gold, Blaze with thy brightest glory: The holy seers have raptur'd told The New Creation's story; Oh, may it now descend, The City of foundations, In triumph ne'er to end, Rule Thou the "angry nations."

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