Nor doubt that e’en your mighty foes
Shall bow before his cross.
Morell.
1271
C. M.
The morning cometh.
Isaiah 21:12.
Light of the lonely pilgrim’s heart;
Star of the coming day!
Arise, and with thy morning beams
Chase all our griefs away!
Nor doubt that e’en your mighty foes
Shall bow before his cross.
Morell.
C. M.
The morning cometh.
Isaiah 21:12.
Light of the lonely pilgrim’s heart;
Star of the coming day!
Arise, and with thy morning beams
Chase all our griefs away!