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[King of kings, I cry to Thee]
He did lift up the head of Jehoiachin, &c.
—xxv. 27–29.
King of kings, I cry to Thee,
Turn my long captivity,
Break the Babylonish chain,
Lift Thou up my head again;
Thou my kind Redeemer art,
Speak forgiveness to my heart,
Change the prisoner's sordid dress,
Robe me in Thy righteousness.
Turn my long captivity,
Break the Babylonish chain,
Lift Thou up my head again;
Thou my kind Redeemer art,
Speak forgiveness to my heart,
Change the prisoner's sordid dress,
Robe me in Thy righteousness.
Me an hoary, captive king,
Out of Satan's dungeon bring,
Raise me, Saviour, to a throne,
Make me partner of Thine own,
Let me at Thy table sit
Nourish'd with immortal meat,
Let me there partake of Thee,
Feast to all eternity.
Out of Satan's dungeon bring,
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Make me partner of Thine own,
Let me at Thy table sit
Nourish'd with immortal meat,
Let me there partake of Thee,
Feast to all eternity.
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