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Lewe Vir Hom

Met die skare wat skree In die hoop van U wederkoms vir die lof van U majesteit met my hart weer aan U gegee wil ek die wereld bewys dat U in my verhuis Aan U behoort lof, eer en soveel meer, want deur die Bloed van U Seun, het U ons geseen, om n nasie te word wat op U sal steun Soos Israel in die woestyn is ons geloof soms te klein om te begryp wat ons in U kan kry.

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