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O may we believe,
H Y M N. XIV..
The Blessedness of Gospel Times. . . L O W beauteous are their Feet,
Who stand on Zion's Hill, Who bring Salvation in their Tongues
And Words of Peace reveal. How charming is their Voice !
How sweet the Tidings are, • Zion behold thy Saviour King,
• He Reigns and Triumphs here. How happy are our Ears, : That hear shis joyful Sound,
Which Kings and Prophets waited for
And sought but never found.
That see this heav'nly Light,
Thro' all the Earth abroad, ich i m Let every Nation now behold, op bor
Their Saviour and their God,