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1 Return, O God of love, return;
Earth is a tiresome place:
How long shall we thy children mourn
Our absence from thy face.
2 Let heav'n succeed our painful years;
Let sin and sorrow cease:
And in proportion to our tears,
So make our joys increase.
3 Thy wonders to thy servants show,
Make thy own work complete:
Then shall our souls thy glory know,
And own thy love was great.
4 Then shall we shine before thy throne
In all thy beauty, Lord;
And the poor service we have done
Meet a divine reward.
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | Return, O God of love return |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1790 |
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