On Jordan's bank the Baptist's cry Announces that the Lord is nigh; Come, then, and hearken, for he brings Glad tidings from the King of kings! Then cleansed be every breast from sin; Make straight the way for God within; Prepare we in our hearts a home, Where such a mighty Guest may come. For Thou art our Salvation, Lord, Our Refuge, and our great Reward. Without Thy grace our souls must fade And wither like a flow'r decayed. Stretch forth Thine hand, to heal our sore, And make us rise and fall no more; Once more upon Thy people shine, And fill the world with love divine. To Him Who left the throne of Heav'n To save mankind, all praise be giv'n; Like praise be to the Father done, And Holy Spirit, Three in One.ʿmạnwỷyl Iblant er jeg lei meg أشرق بمجدك على حياتنا ДА И АМИН Chociaż ma droga jest ciemna ربنا موجود إيده شغالة وسطينا Танҳову саргардонӣ, ҳеҷ кас мӯнис надорӣ شاتتانايىق ماڭگىلىككە! ạnạ bḥbk yạrb Смотрите дал Бог вечный Сам
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