Comes any good from Nazareth? The scornful challenge as of old Is flung on many'a jeering breath From cloistered cells and marts of gold. Comes any good from Nazareth? Behold, the mighty Nazarene, The Lord of life, the Lord of death, Through warring ages walks serene. One touch upon His garment's fringe Still heals the hurt of bitter years. Before Him yet the demons cringe, He gives the wine of joy for tears. O city of the Carpenter, Upon the hill slope old and gray, The world among its pain and stir Turns yearning eyes on thee today. For He who dwelt in Nazareth, And wrought with toil of hand and brain, Alone gives victory to faith Until the day He come again.لا أنا بل سيدي الوحيد Beni kullan İnanırım اكتمل الزمان Не забывай благодарить Того кто всё нам дал Есүсийн хайраар Yarın ما أبهى ضياه ạ̹n qwty 将残的灯火主不会吹灭
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