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XIV. We've found the rock, the trav'ler cried

1 We've found the rock, the trav'ler cried
The stone that all the prophets try'd.

2 Come, Christians, drink the balmy dew,
'Twas Christ that shed it new for you.

3 This costly mixture cures the soul
Which sin and guilt has made so foul.

4 It makes me merry while I sing,
And shout Salvation to my King.

5 There's glory glory in my soul;
Come, mourners, see salvation roll;

6 I wish you would believe in God,
And sink into the purple flood.

7 O Christians we have Heav'n to day—night;
it shines around with dazzling ray—light:

8 And in this light we'll soar away
Where there's no night but endless day.

9 O then we'll blow the golden flute,
And praise the man that gain'd our suit:

10 Then Jesus in a shining vest,
Will smile and lead us up to rest!

Text Information
First Line: We've found the rock, the trav'ler cried
Language: English
Publication Date: 1801
Notes: Public Domain.
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