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Category: Poems on the Reign of Christ
But Who Shall See But who shall see the glorious day
When, throned on Zion's brow,
The LORD shall rend that veil away
Which hides the nations now?
When earth no more beneath the fear
Of this rebuke shall lie;
When pain shall cease, and every tear
Be wiped from every eye.
Then, Judah, thou no more shall mourn
Beneath the heathen's chain;
Thy days of splendor shall return,
And all be new again.
The Fount of Life shall then be quaft
In peace, by all who come;
And every wind that blows shall waft
Some long-lost exile home. - Sir Thomas Moore |
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