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Coming, coming, we are coming
To Thy temple, gracious Lord,
To receive the blessed teaching
Of Thy pure and perfect Word;
Meekly would we learn our duty,
Learn it kneeling at Thy feet,
While a radiance from Thy glory,
Covers all the mercy-seat.
Singing, singing, we are singing
Of Thy wondrous love so free,
How it floweth ever onward
Like a vast and mighty sea;
And our souls mount up with gladness,
While we swell the lofty strain,
“Glory, glory, hallelujah,
To the Lamb for sinners slain!”
Praying, praying, we are praying
That Thy Spirit, like a dove,
May descend with gifts of mercy
From Thy gracious hand above.
Lord, we ask that, by Thy watch-care,
We may all protected be,
Every hand be quick to labour,
And our hearts be stayed on Thee.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 7 8 7 D
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Ps 122:1;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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MUSIC
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Name:
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WE ARE COMING
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8 7 8 7 D
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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