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“Turn you to the strong hold.” Zech. 9. 12

J. Kent               L.M.

1
Prisoners of hope, to Jesus turn;
He’s a Strong-hold, ordained for you;
Gird up your loins, and cease to mourn,
And to the Lamb your way pursue.

2
Though fast in Sinai’s fetters bound,
Held in the deepest bondage there,
Yet ’tis the gospel’s joyful sound:
“Sinners, to this Strong-hold repair.”

3
Turn hither, ye who once were blessed
With life the ways of God to run;
But now whose hearts are sore distressed,
Because those golden hours are gone.

4
Turn hither, ye who oft have tried,
By works, salvation to obtain;
See royal robes your shame to hide,
And blood that takes out every stain.

5
His name a tower for strength renowned,
Shall save his people from their sin;
Free grace shall o’er their sins abound;
Ye fearing, doubting souls, turn in.