Awake O Israel, cease from your slumber
And the truth shall set you free
For out of Zion comes your Deliverer
In the Year of Jubilee
O hallelujah, O hallelujah
Hallelujah, praise the Lord
O hallelujah, O hallelujah
Hallelujah, praise the Lord
Out of the furnace of much affliction
I have chosen thee behold
And so for iron, I will give silver
And for brass I’ll give you gold
Thou art my chosen, for I have sought thee
Thou art graven on my palms
And I will gather all those I’ve scattered
And return them to their land
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