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The King of glory deigns to stoop,
And view his works beneath the skies;
To him all nations are a drop,
The dust that in the balance lies.
The mountains at his presence quake,
And burning coals before him fly;
The flood retire, the cedars break,
And rocks and hills in ruins lie.
His judgments are a boundless deep,
Beyond the reach of human sense;
Unsearchable his works and ways,
Of nature and of providence.
Armies of angels, hosts of men,
But execute his just decrees;
He kills and makes alive again,
Works when and where and as he please.
The Lord of lords, and Kings of kings,
Through endless ages still the same;
Let heaven an death his glory sing,
And all his matchless deeds proclaim.
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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| 1818 | # 31 |
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MARYTON
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Dates:
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1874
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 320 | D | | # 456 | D | | # 518 | E | | # 63 | E | | # 32 | E | | # 128 | Eb | | # 451 | Eb | | # 385 | Eb | | # 426 | Eb | | # 122 | Eb | | # 11 | Eb |
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