Charles Wesley (Чарльз Уэсли)

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Come, thou long-expected Jesus,
Born to set thy people free;
From our fears and sins release us,
Let us find our rest in thee.

Israel's strength and consolation,
Hope of all the earth thou art;
Dear desire of every nation,
Joy of every longing heart.

Born thy people to deliver,
Born a child, and yet a King,
Born to reign in us for ever,
Now thy gracious kingdom bring.

By thine own eternal Spirit,
Rule in all our hearts alone:
By thine all-sufficient merit,
Raise us to thy glorious throne. Amen.

1. Jesus, from Whom All Blessings Grow
2. Come, Ye Weary Sinners, Come
3. Ho! Everyone That Thirsts, Draw Nigh
4. Behold the Saviour of Mankind
5. Come, Ye That Love the Lord

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