We hail Thee, the Anointed,
Whose place thy God appointed
That all this world's disjointed
Relations might be whole;
Thy horn shall be exalted,
Thy praise shall not be halted,
And songs not to be faulted
Rise from each ransomed soul.
Whose place thy God appointed
That all this world's disjointed
Relations might be whole;
Thy horn shall be exalted,
Thy praise shall not be halted,
And songs not to be faulted
Rise from each ransomed soul.
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