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Come, let us to the Lord our God
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| 1. | Come, let us to the Lord our God |
| | With contrite heart return; |
| | Our God is gracious, nor will leave |
| | The desolate to mourn. |
| 2. | His voice commands the tempest forth, |
| | And stills the stormy wave; |
| | And though His arm be strong to smite, |
| | 'Tis also strong to save. |
| 3. | Long hath the night of sorrow reigned; |
| | The dawn shall bring us light; |
| | God shall appear, and we shall rise |
| | With gladness in His sight. |
| 4. | Our heart, if god we seek to know, |
| | Shall know Him, and rejoice; |
| | His coming like the morn shall be, |
| | Like morning songs His voice. |
| 5. | As dew upon the tender herb, |
| | Diffusing fragrance round, |
| | As showers that usher in the spring, |
| | And cheer the thirsty ground; |
| 6. | So shall His presence bless our souls, |
| | And shed a joyful light; |
| | That hallowed morn shall chase away |
| | The sorrows of the night. |