They rush on the city; they run on the wall. Great is the army that carries out His Word They rush on the city; they run on the wall Great is the army that carries out His Word The Lord utters His voice before His army. The Lord utters His voice before His army. Blow the trumpet in Zion, Zion. Sound the alarm on my holy mountain. Blow the trumpet in Zion, Zion. Sound the alarm.طوباك يا مسكين zhǔ wǒ lái dào nǐ miàn qián Ты слышишь тихий стук в дверь сердца твоего ạ̹lqạʾ 1 A reménységem horgonya Tam na kríži na Golgote جۉرۅكتۅگۉ سىردى بىلگەن قۇداي ZEICADAH NA HNGAH, KA NAU? Я пишу Тебе письмо يارب ياقدوس
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