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There Pastures are flowing in unfading Spring,
And there is the Throne of the Lamb and the King,
And there is the Sound of the Song and the Feast,
And there are the Saints and there is the Priest;
And there in our Syon, in calm, holy Seats,
A Leader in Splendor his loved People meets.

When seen thou unfoldest, O City renowned,
To the Eyes of the Soul thy Blessings profound;
But the Light deep within me, the Edge of the mind,

Alone while on Earth thy Blessings can find;