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Come, let our souls adore the Lord
Whose judgments yet delay;
Who yet suspends the lifted sword,
And gives us time to pray.
Great is our guilt, our fears are great,
But let us not despair;
Still open is the mercy seat
To penitence and prayer.
Kind Intercessor, to Thy love
This bless??d hope we owe;
O let Thy mercies plead above,
While we implore below!
Though justice near Thy awful throne
Attends Thy dread command,
Lord, hear Thy servants, hear Thy Son,
And save a guilty land.
Whose judgments yet delay;
Who yet suspends the lifted sword,
And gives us time to pray.
Great is our guilt, our fears are great,
But let us not despair;
Still open is the mercy seat
To penitence and prayer.
Kind Intercessor, to Thy love
This bless??d hope we owe;
O let Thy mercies plead above,
While we implore below!
Though justice near Thy awful throne
Attends Thy dread command,
Lord, hear Thy servants, hear Thy Son,
And save a guilty land.
Исполнитель: Hymns 3