The Lord God will give Him the throne
Of David His father;
To reign in the midst of His own,
The saints He shall gather.
The earth shall acknowledge His right
And all things will flourish;
His sway will be grace, to give light,
To comfort and nourish.
The hills will be covered with corn
And no perturbation
Will menace His close, reborn
And Spirit-filled nation.
Of David His father;
To reign in the midst of His own,
The saints He shall gather.
The earth shall acknowledge His right
And all things will flourish;
His sway will be grace, to give light,
To comfort and nourish.
The hills will be covered with corn
And no perturbation
Will menace His close, reborn
And Spirit-filled nation.
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