P. P. Bliss
DO you see the Hebrew captive kneeling,
At morning, noon, and night to pray?
In His chamber he remembers Zion,
Though in exile far away.
Are your windows open toward Jerusalem,
Though as captives here a “little while” we stay?
For the coming of the King in His glory,
Are you watching day by day?
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Do not fear to tread the fiery furnace,
Nor shrink the lion’s den to share;
For the God of Daniel will deliver,
He will send His angel there.
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Children of the living God, take courage;
Your great deliverances sweetly sing:
Set your faces toward the hill of Zion,
Thence to hail our coming King!
