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XV.

[Praise Him who by His word]

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To—“Rejoice, the Lord is King.”

Praise Him who by His word
Supplies our every need,
And gives us Christ the Lord,
Our fainting souls to feed:
Thanks be to God, whose Son we feel,
His Gift unknown, unspeakable.
The gospel mystery
Unknown to ages past,
The hidden manna, we
In Jesu's mercy taste:
Thanks be to God, whose Son we feel,
His Gift unknown, unspeakable.
O that the world might prove
Our happiness Divine,
And in the song of love
With all His people join:
Thanks be to God, whose Son we feel,
His Gift unknown, unspeakable.