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Rejoice, ye nations of the world,
And hail the happy day,
When satan’s kingdom. downward hurl'd,
Shall perish with dismay.
Rejoice, ye heathens; wood and stone
Shall form your gods no more;
Jehovah, ye shall trust alone,
And him alone adore.
Christians. rejoice; each party name,
Each diff'rent sect shall cease:
Your error, grief, and wrath, and shame,
Shall yield to truth and peace.
Ye sons of peace, the triumph share;
Trumpets no more shall sound;
The murd’rous sword, the bloody spear,
Shall fertilize the ground.
Bright o’er the mountains may we see
This blessed morning ray ;
And glorious may its splendour be
E’en to the perfect day!
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| 1815 | # 310 |
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Name:
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ST. BERNARD
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1741
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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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| # 253 | D | | # 173 | D | | # 295 | D | | # 134 | D | | # 112 | D | | # 535 | E | | # 408 | Eb | | # 949 | Eb | | # 146 | Eb | | # 173 | Eb | | # 316 | Eb | | # 183 | Eb |
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