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<h2>HE EXPECTETH</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“Come over…and help us.” Acts 16:9</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<p><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_b_u_bullinger_ew.jpg" alt="Ethelbert William Bullinger (1837-1913)" align="right" hspace="15" vspace="5" width="128.666666666667" height="200.666666666667"><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_j_a_janvrin_aj.html" target="_blank">Alice Jane Janvrin</a>, 1894, for the annual anniversary of the Church Missionary Society.</p>
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Bullinger,” Ethelbert William Bullinger, 1874 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_b_bullingr.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>He expecteth, He expecteth!<br>
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Down the stream of time,<br>
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Still the words come softly ringing,<br>
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Like a chime.</p>
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<p>Oft times faint, now waxing louder<br>
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As the hour draws near,<br>
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When the King in all His glory,<br>
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Shall appear.</p>
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<p>He is waiting with long patience<br>
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For His crowning day,<br>
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For that kingdom which shall never<br>
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Pass away.</p>
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<p>And till ev’ry tribe and nation<br>
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Bow before His throne,<br>
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He expecteth loyal service<br>
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From His own.</p>
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<p>He expecteth--but He heareth<br>
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Still the bitter cry<br>
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From earth’s millions, “Come and help us,<br>
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For we die.”</p>
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<p>He expecteth—doth He see us<br>
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Busy here and there,<br>
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Heedless of those pleading accents<br>
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Of despair?</p>
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<p>Shall we—dare we disappoint Him?<br>
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Brethren, let us rise!<br>
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He Who died for us is watching<br>
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From the skies.</p>
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<p>Watching till His royal banner<br>
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Floateth far and wide,<br>
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Till He seeth of His travail<br>
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Satisfied!</p>
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