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210 1 BENEATH the tyrant Satan s yoke Our souls were long opprest, Till grace our galling fetters broke, And gave the weary rest.

2 Jesus, in that important hour, His mighty arm made known ; He ransom d us by price and power, And claim d us for his own.

3 Now, freod from bondage, sin, and death., We walk in wisdom s ways ; And wish to spend our every breath In wonder, love, and praise.

4 Ere long, we hope with Him to dwell In yonder world above ; And now we only live to tell The riches of his love.

5 might we, ere we hence remove, Prevail upon our youth To seek, that they may likewise prove His mercy and his truth !

6 Like Simeon, we shall gladly go, When Jesus calls us home ; If they are left a seed below, To serve him in our room,

7 Lord, hear our prayer, indulge our hope. On these thy Spirit pour, That they may take our story up, When we can speak no more.

1 WHAT contradictions meet In ministers employ! It is a bitter sweet, A sorrow full of joy: