O mourner in Zion
How blessèd art thou
For Jesus is waiting
To comfort thee now;
Fear not to rely on
The word of thy God;
Step out on the promise—
Tet under the blood.
O ye that are hungry
And thirsty
rejoice!
For ye shall be filled;
Do you hear that sweet voice
Inviting you now
To the banquet of God;
Get under the blood.
Who sighs for a heart
From iniquity free?
O
poor troubled soul!
There’s a promise for thee.
There’s rest
weary one
In the bosom of God;
Step out on this promise
And Christ thou shalt win
The blood of His Son
Cleanseth us from all sin;
It cleanseth me now
Hallelujah to God;
I rest on His promise—
I’m under the blood.
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