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The Saviour, when to heaven he rose,
In splendid triumph o'er his foes,
Scattered his gifts on men below,
And wide his royal bounties flow.
Hence sprung the Apostles' honoured name;
Sacred beyond heroic fame:
In lowlier forms before our eyes,
Pastors from hence, and teachers rise.
From Christ their varied gifts derive,
And fed by Christ their graces live:
While guarded by his mighty hand,
Midst all the rage of hell they stand.
So shall the bright succession run
Through the last courses of the sun;
While unborn churches by their care
Shall rise and flourish large and fair.
Jesus, now teach our hearts to know
The spring whence all these blessings flow;
Pastors and people shout thy praise
Through the long round of endless days.
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LYRICS
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Eph 4:7-12;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| 1889 | # 868 | | 1983 | # 211 | | 1969 | # 69 |
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GONFALON ROYAL
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| # 882 | Ab | | # 147 | G | | # 17 | G | | # 179 | G | | # 211 | G | | # 69 | G |
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