Versos English John Brownlie Iv

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O God, exalted on Thy throne, Who dwell'st in purity unknown, Lo, now we humbly wait, Throw wide the Heavenly gate, And with the Bridegroom, of Thy grace, Give us at Thy right hand a place. In holy garb, with lamp aglow, To meet the Bridegroom forth I go.