Jesus
we own Thy saving power
And Thy victorious hand;
Hell’s legions tremble at Thy feet
And fly at Thy command.
O’er souls
by passion’s uproar filled
With anarchy unknown
The nobler powers
restored by Thee
Ascend their peaceful throne.
No more they rend their clothing off
No more their wounds repeat;
But gentle and composed they wait
Attentive at Thy feet.
O’er thousands more
where Satan rules
May we such triumphs see;
And be their rescued souls and ours
Devoted
Lord
to Thee.
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