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COME, O DIVINE SHEKINAH, COME!
DEDICATION HYMN.
Come, O Divine Shekinah, come!
With glory fill this new abode:
Come,—in our waiting souls there's room,—
Display Thy power,—a present God.
With glory fill this new abode:
Come,—in our waiting souls there's room,—
Display Thy power,—a present God.
Come to our shrine, O God of love,—
Come as a God of love and power;
Refresh Thy people from above,
As dews refresh the drooping flower.
Come as a God of love and power;
Refresh Thy people from above,
As dews refresh the drooping flower.
Come as a spring and fount of grace,
Our temple with Thy light adorn,
As crimson rays of glory trace
The gorgeous rising of the morn.
Our temple with Thy light adorn,
As crimson rays of glory trace
The gorgeous rising of the morn.
Come as a dove, with wings of peace,
The sad to cheer, the bruised to heal,
The wounds that sin has made, to ease,
The covenant of our life to seal.
The sad to cheer, the bruised to heal,
The wounds that sin has made, to ease,
The covenant of our life to seal.
Display Thy power, a present God;
Come, in our waiting souls there 's room;
With glory fill this new abode,—
Come, O Divine Shekinah, come!
Come, in our waiting souls there 's room;
With glory fill this new abode,—
Come, O Divine Shekinah, come!
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