If you would stand in robes of white,
Someday before the King;
If you would raise your voice in song
As saints, enraptured, sing;
If you would bear His likeness then
And eternal joys possess,
You MUST NOT wait, come humbly now;
Receive His righteousness.
Wait not to greet the coming king,
To ask Him your soul to save,
But ask today, the crucified,
Who came triumphant from the grave.
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Sunday, August 08, 2004
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