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144 There's a light upon the Hark! we hear a distant music, and it comes with
mountains fuller swell; 'Tis the triumph-song of Jesus, of
Verse 1 our king, Immanuel:

There's a light upon the mountains, and the day Zion, go you forth to meet Him; and, my soul,
is at the spring, be swift to bring
When our eyes shall see the beauty and the All thy sweetest and thy dearest for the triumph
glory of the king; of our King! 5/5
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Weary was our Heart with waiting, and the
night-watch seemed so long: 145 Blak Up
But His triumph-day is breaking, and we hail it Chorus
with a song. 1/5 Blak up, Blak up
Sun a rise an people say we blak up
Verse 2 But de Spirit o`de Lord fly down like a fire
In the fading of the starlight we can see the Grab we in de spirit like a choir
coming morn; Singing higher, higher, higher,higher Fire.
And all human lights are paling in the splendours
of the dawn: Verse 1
Dem don`t got a drop a shame
For the eastern skies are glowing as with light of Galilean dem is all de same
hidden fire, Dem tek dem waters like a secracy tea
And the Hearts of men are stirring with the De whole a dem wha go to jail.... 1/5
throbs of deep desire. 2/5
Chorus
Verse 3 Blak up, Blak up
There's a hush of expectation, and a quiet in the Sun a rise an people say we blak up
air; But de Spirit o`de Lord fly down like a fire
And the breath of God is moving in the fervent Grab we in de spirit like a choir
breath of prayer: Singing higher, higher, higher,higher Fire.

For the suffering, dying Jesus is the Christ upon Verse 2
the throne, German, African an` Indian race
And the travail of our spirit is the travail of His Some musa come from outer space
own. 3/5 For dem drop dem mout` an start fe shout
"What a hell a gawn roun` dis place!" 2/5
Verse 4
He is breaking down the barriers, He is casting Chorus
up the way; He is calling for His angels to build Blak up, Blak up
up the gates of day: Sun a rise an people say we blak up
But de Spirit o`de Lord fly down like a fire
But His angels here are human, not the shining Grab we in de spirit like a choir
hosts above; Singing higher, higher, higher,higher Fire.
For the drum-beats of His army are the heart-
beats of our love. 4/5 Verse 3
Him blow like a hurricane
Verse 5 A blow de fire right down de lane

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