Hymn H131

Jehovah, full of grace,
Redeemed by Thee we plead;
Thy promise made to Abram's race,
To souls for ages dead.

Aginst foes no power to cope,
Theyere scattered far and near;
Fading away their last faint hope
To see Thy kingdom here.

Open their eyes, and bring
The outcasts forth to own
Jesus the Christ as Lord and King,
Thy true anointed one.

To save the race forlorn,
Thy glorious arm display;
And show the world a nation born,
A nation in a day.