What sound is this salutes my ear?
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What sound is this salutes my ear?'Tis Michael's trump methinks I hear;—Th' expected day has come.Behold, the heavens, the earth, the sea,Proclaim the year of Jubilee;Return, ye exiles, home.
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Behold, the fair Jerusalem,Illuminated by the Lamb,In glory doth appear.Fair Zion rising from the tombsTo meet the Bridegroom: lo! he comes,And hails the festive year.
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My soul is striving to be there;I long to rise and wing the air,And trace the sacred road.Adieu, adieu, all earthly things;O that I had an angel's wings!I'd quickly see my God.
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Fly, lingering moments, fly, O fly!I thirst, I pant, I long to tryAngelic joys to prove!Soon I'll receive from Christ my LordEternal life, the great reward,And shout redeeming love.