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174 – Star of Our Hope

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Star of our hope! He’ll soon appear,

The last loud trumpet speaks Him near;

Hail Him, all saints, from pole to pole-

How welcome to the faithful soul!

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From heaven angelic voices sound:

Behold the Lord of glory crowned,

Arrayed in majesty divine,

And in His highest glories shine.

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The grave yields up its precious trust,

Which long has slumbered in the dust,

 Resplendent forms ascending, fair,

Now meet the Savior in the air.

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Descending with His azure throne,

He claims the kingdom for His own;

The saints rejoice, they shout, they sing,

And hail Him their triumphant King.