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“THE TRUTH SHALL MAKE YOU FREE.”
Lord, from whose glorious presence came
The truth that made our fathers free,
And kindled in their hearts the flame
Of love to man and love to thee.
The truth that made our fathers free,
And kindled in their hearts the flame
Of love to man and love to thee.
Bow the great heavens, thy throne of light,
And fill these walls, as once, of yore,
Thy spirit rested in its might
Upon the ark that Israel bore.
And fill these walls, as once, of yore,
Thy spirit rested in its might
Upon the ark that Israel bore.
Here, let thy love be strong to draw
Our wavering hearts to do thy will,
And hush them with the holy awe
That makes the rebel passions still.
Our wavering hearts to do thy will,
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That makes the rebel passions still.
And while thy children, frail and blind,
Here bend in humble prayer to thee,
Oh, shed abroad, on every mind,
The truth that made our fathers free.
Here bend in humble prayer to thee,
Oh, shed abroad, on every mind,
The truth that made our fathers free.
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