Behold The Blind Their Sight Receive;
Behold The Dead Awake And Live;
The Dumb Speak Wonders, And The Lame
Leap Like The Hart, And Bless His Name.
Thus Doth The Eternal Spirit Own
And Seal The Mission Of The Son;
The Father Vindicates His Cause,
While He Hangs Bleeding On The Cross.
He Dies! The Heavens In Mourning Stood;
He Rises, And Appears A God:
Behold The Lord Ascending High,
No More To Bleed, No More To Die!
Hence And For Ever From My Heart
I Bid My Doubts And Fears Depart;
And To Those Hands My Soul Resign
Which Bear Credentials So Divine.
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