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Ps.119.30
Versi 1
1
Christ in His Word draws near;
Hush, moaning voice of fear,
He bids thee cease;
With songs sincere and sweet
Let us arise, and meet
Him Who comes forth to greet
Our souls with peace.
2
Rising above thy care,
Meet Him as in the air,
O weary heart;
Put on joy‘s sacred dress;
Lo, as He comes to bless,
Quite from thy weariness
Set free thou art.
3
For works of love and praise
He brings thee summer days,
Warm days and bright;
Winter is past and gone,
Now He, salvation‘s Sun,
Shineth on every one
With mercy‘s light.
4
From the bright sky above,
Clad in His robes of love,
‘Tis He, our Lord!
Dim earth itself grows clear
As His light draweth near;
O let us hush and hear
His holy Word.