205 I liver, cell-ing, Joy of heav'n, to earth come down; Spir - it In to Let us ev'ry troub - led breast; all Thy life re ceive; a- tion; Pure and spot-less let us be: it, and never, JOHN ZUNDEL, 1870 Vis it us with Thy sal - va- tion, En- ter ev'ry trembling heart. Till we cast our crowns be-fore Thee, Lost in won-der, love, and praise. A-men. |