a463. When the Lord recalls the banished

1 When the Lord recalls the banished,
Frees the captives all at last,
Every sorrow will have vanished,
Like a dream when night is past;
Then shall all our hearts rejoice,
And with glad resounding voice
We shall praise the Lord who sought us,
For the freedom He hath wrought us.

2 Lift Thy hand to aid us, Father,
Let the end of exile come,
And Thy scattered servants gather
ln their longed for, promised home.
Steep and weary is the way,
Shorten Thou the sultry day,
Faithful warriors hast Thou found us?
Let Thy peace for aye surround us.

3 In that peace we reap in gladness
What was sown in tearful showers;
There the fruit of all our sadness
Ripens,--there the palm is ours;
There our God upon His throne
Is our full Reward alone.
They who lived, who died unto Him,
Sheaves of gladness bring there through Him.

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First Line: When the Lord recalls the banished
Language: English
Publication Date: 1895
Topic: Christian Life and Hope; The Consummation: Eternity
Notes: Author from Index: C.H. Zeller— Winkworth
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