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And to His true ones

Brings trophies fair to ee;

And hall be loved, and

Beheld in Galilee—

Beheld, when morn hall waken,

And hadows hall decay,

And each true-hearted ervant

Shall hine as doth the day;

And every ear hall hear it—

"Behold thy King's array,

Behold thy in beauty,

The Law hath pas'd away!"

Yes! my King and Portion,

In fulnes of Thy grace,

We then hall ee for ever,

And worhip face to face.

Then Jacob into Irael,

From earthlier elf etranged,

And Leah into Rachel

For ever hall be changed;