Sin has broken us, And the flaming sword
Of exile burns all our hopes to dust.
Still the prophecy, Sounding clear but strange:
“I know the plans that I have for you”
There will come a King, Though he sows in tears
A buried hope will grow green again
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That where I am you may also be
Hear the prophet call, In the wilderness
Prepare the way for your King is come
Born of David’s line, Son of Abraham
God in flesh come to dwell with us
See the Spirit poured, To anoint the Christ
The Father’s heart is well pleased with him.
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So the table set, With the fruit of years
The Lord’s long work of redemption see
Hear the Lamb of God, Lord and sacrifice
“Behold my blood of the covenant”
Trouble surely comes, when my work is done
Adam’s lost will be found again
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