Oh, Where are Kings and Empires Now?
Oh, where are kings and empires now,
Of Old that went and came?
But Lord, Thy Church is praying yet, A thousand years the same.
We mark her goodly battlements
And her foundations strong;
We hear within the solemn voice,
Of her unending song.
For not like the kingdoms of the world
Thy Holy Church Oh God!
Though earthquake shocks are threatening her
And tempest are abroad,
Unshaken as eternal hills,
Immovable she stands—
A mountain that shall fill the earth,
A house not made with hands!
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Oh Now I see The Crimson Wave
Oh, now I see the crimson wave,
The fountain deep and wide;
Jesus,my Lord ,mighty to save,
Points to His wounded side
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The cleansing stream I see, I see!
I plunge and oh,it cleanses me!
Oh praise,The Lord,it cleanses me!
I see the new creation rise;
I hear the speaking Blood!
It speaks! pollutes nature dies!
Sinks 'neath the cleansing flood.
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The cleansing stream I see, I see!
I plunge and oh,it cleanses me!
Oh praise,The Lord,it cleanses me!
I rise to walk in heavens own light,
Above the world and sin;
With heart made pure, and garments white
And Christ enthroned within!
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The cleansing stream I see, I see!
I plunge and oh,it cleanses me!
Oh praise,The Lord,it cleanses me!
Amazing Grace! 'tis heavens below,
To feel The Blood applied,
And Jesus,Only Jesus know,
My Jesus crucified!
Phoebe Palmer