Bazaar, -Jo pasar. There is none in Heaven or on earth like Thee: Thou hast died for sinners—therefore Lord for me. Brittle, yL rapoh. He comes arrayed in burning flames, Justice and Vengeance are His names; Behold His fainting foes expire, Like melting wax before the fire. O Thou, who to my humble prayer Didst always bend Thy listening ear, To Thee shall all mankind repair, And at Thy gracious throne appear.
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