Letras

Thither, what power shall our march withstand?
This wonder shall before us go,
And Palestine be filled with woe.
The nations ’round shall hear with dread,
The sons of Edom hang their heads,
And fear shall seize on Moab’s mighty land.
Written by: John Hoadly, Thomas Linley, Jr.
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