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1 Saw ye not the promised day,
Breaking o'er the mountain height?
Doubt and darkness flee awy,
Tremblin at its dawning light.
Chorus:
Bless Jesus, reign forever
Let salvation, like a river,
Rolling onward, onward still,
All the world with gladness fill.
2 Heard ye not the welcome sound,
Wafted o'er the heaving main?
Now the fruits of joy abount,
Precious souls are born again.
3 Sing, O Zion, land of rest,
They are flocking home to thee;
From the East, the North, the West,
And the Isles beyond the sea.
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