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.Oh cuándo a Jesucristo podré mirar Ó, zmiluj sa Pán a Kráľ Yo soy un pobre peregrino أشواق للبركة قل لي يا خاطي إمتى تتوب İsa Dünyanın Işığı Әйса өлүп тирилди Турақол севгилим A Jesús Alabaremos Tek qana Qudaıda tynyshtyq tabasyń
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