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Praise waiteth Thee in mercy's court,

1.Praise waiteth Thee in mercy's court,
Where Thy beloved dwell;
Ransomed, released from Satan's thrall,
Their Hallelujahs swell.
Come, as the Spirit, Lord, today,
Our songs of praise inspire;
Purge the iniquity, and touch
Our lips with living fire.
2.Praise for what Thou our God hast wrought;
For promised blessings ours;
The cloud on faith's horizon seen,
The Pentecostal showers.
Praise for Thine own right way, dear Lord,
We did not understand,
But as Thy-plans unfolded lie,
We see Thy guiding hand.
3.Enlarge our soul's capacity,
Cut deeper channels, Lord;
Room for the floods of blessing now,
According to Thy Word.
E'en while we praise, the heavens rend,
In power come from on high;
Make this another Pentecost,
Answer our spirit's cry.