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3 Blest river of salvation,
Pursue thy onward way; Flow thou to every nation,
Nor in thy richness stay; Stay not till all the lowly
Triumphant reach their home; Stay not till all the holy Proclaim “The Lord is come!” Amen.
SAMUEL FRANCIS SMITH
3 Come, as of old, like fire;
O Force of the Lord, descend, Till with love of the world's desire Earth burns to its utmost end,
Till the ransomed people sing
To the glory of Christ the King. Come, as of old, like fire. Amen.