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To those who fear Jehovah's name How sweet the word the prophet brings: The Sun of Righteousness shall rise With healing in His wings. |
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It is to those that fear His name His healing power the Savior brings; Oh, let us hide with contrite hearts Beneath His healing wings. |
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He is the Sun of Righteousness; And while to sin our being clings We cannot know His healing touch Or rest beneath His wings. |
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It is His wings that heal our pains And soothe the serpent's poisoned stings; Close to His bosom we must press To feel His healing wings. |
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Beneath those healing wings I rest, While all my heart with rapture sings: The Sun of Righteousness has risen With healing in His wings. |