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We Await Thy Word, O God
Let now all soulish sound be still,
Within our spirits deep,
And let Thine 'ternal voice, at will,
Begin to gently speak.
Let ears open, which have not heard,
Heaven's glorious Voice,
Let Christian souls, their loins gird,
And in its truth rejoice.
Let earthly beings, their hearts lay bare,
To Everlasting Word,
Let prophets stand and boldly dare,
Present Thy truth, O God.
Our hearts find rest from daily chore,
When Heaven's tune comes forth;
With joyful praise we then echo,
That radiant truth abroad.
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