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Lord from whom all blessings flow,
Perfecting the Church below,
Steadfast may we cleave to Thee,
Love, the mystic union be:
Join our faithful spirits, join
Each to each, and all to Thine:
Lead us through the paths of peace
On to perfect holiness.
Move, and actuate, and guide;
Divers gifts to each divide:
Placed according to Thy will,
Let us all our work fulfil;
Never from our office move;
Needful to each other prove;
Use the grace on each bestowed,
Tempered by the art of God.
Sweetly may we all agree,
Touched with softest sympathy:
There is neither bond nor free,
Great nor servile, Lord, in Thee:
Love, like death, hath all destroyed,
Rendered all distinctions void;
Names, and sects, and parties fall,
Thou, O Christ, art all in all.
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7 7 7 7 D
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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TICHFIELD
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7 7 7 7 D
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| # 361 | Eb | | # 446 | Eb | | # 667 | Eb | | # 571 | Eb | | # 44 | Eb |
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