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Psalter 357

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Verse 1
When Zion in her low estate
Was bro't from bondage by the Lord,
In ecstasy we sang for joy,
By grace and wondrous love restored.

Verse 2
The Lord in greatly blessing us
Before the world His pow'r displays;
Yea, great things God has done for us,
And filled our hearts with joy and praise.

Verse 3
O Lord, refresh us by Thy grace,
Revive and quicken all our pow'rs,
As failing streams are made to flow,
Replenished by abundant show'rs.

Verse 4
The sower bearing precious seed
May weep as in his toil he grieves,
But he shall come again with joy
In harvest time with golden sheaves.

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  • Psalter Number: 357

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