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Album: Who Hath Believed Our Report
Who hath believe, this, our report?
Whose eyes have seen the Lord?
Slowly he grew, tender young plant,
Through Israel's parched ground.
His face did we despise,
Our sorrows he bore,
His glory did we deny - And so He died.
Lashed for our wounds, crushed for our strength,
Pierced, He paid for sin.
Silent He stood, silent He died,
Bringing the world to Him.
Come the third day, empty the tomb.
Echoes of victory:
He's not there, He's alive,
Come Israel and see
There in the clouds He comes,
House of David, now learn,
This, your Redeemer,
Has returned,
Has returned,
He has returned.
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