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<title>BLB Hymns</title>
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<h2>WE SING THE GLORIOUS CONQUEST</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“He came near Damascus: and suddenly there shone round about him a light from heaven.” Acts 9:3</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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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_e_l_ellerton_j.jpg" alt="John Ellerton (1826-1893)" width="124" height="184"></td>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_e_l_ellerton_j.html" target="_blank">John Ellerton</a>, 1871.
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Munich,” <em>Neuvermehrtes Gesangbuch</em> (Meiningen, Germa<em></em>ny: 1693); harmony by <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_m_e_mendelssohn_f.html" target="_blank">Felix Mendelssohn</a>, 1847 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_m_munich.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>We sing the glorious conquest,<br>
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Before Damascus gate,<br>
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When Saul, the Church’s spoiler,<br>
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Came breathing threats and hate;<br>
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The rav’ning wolf rushed forward<br>
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Full early to the prey;<br>
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But lo! the Shepherd met him,<br>
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And bound him fast today.</p>
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<p>O glory most excelling<br>
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That smote across his path!<br>
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O light that pierced and blinded<br>
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The zealot in his wrath!<br>
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O voice that spake within him<br>
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The calm, reproving word!<br>
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O love that sought and held him<br>
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The bondman of his Lord!</p>
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<p>O Wisdom ord’ring all things<br>
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In order strong and sweet,<br>
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What nobler spoil was ever<br>
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Cast at the Victor’s feet?<br>
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What wiser master builder<br>
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E’er wrought at Thine employ<br>
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Than he, till now so furious<br>
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Thy building to destroy?</p>
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<p>Lord, teach thy Church the lesson,<br>
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Still in her darkest hour<br>
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Of weakness and of danger,<br>
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To trust Thy hidden power;<br>
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Thy grace by ways mysterious<br>
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The wrath of man can bind,<br>
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And in Thy boldest foeman<br>
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Thy chosen saint can find.</p>
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