Light of those whose dreary dwelling
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Light of those whose dreary dwellingBorders on the shades of death,Come, and by thyself revealingDissipate the clouds beneath.Thou, new heaven and earth's Creator,In our deepest darkness rise;Scattering all the night of nature,Pouring day upon our eyes.
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Still we wait for thy appearing;Life and joy thy beams impart,Chasing all our fears, and cheeringEvery poor benighted heart.Come, extend thy wonted favorTo our ruined, guilty race;Come, thou blest, exalted Saviour!Come, apply thy saving grace.
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By thine all-atoning meritEvery burdened soul release;By the teachings of thy SpiritGuide us into perfect peace;So shall we, at thine appearing,Wait thy smiling face to see;So, the joyful summons hearing,Enter into rest with thee.