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Praise to our God,
Whose bounteous hand
Prepared of old our glorious land;
A garden fenced with silver sea;
A people prosperous, strong, and free.
Praise to our God;
through all our past
His mighty arm hath held us fast;
Till wars and perils, toils and tears,
Have brought the rich
and peaceful years.
Praise to our God; the vine He set
Within our coasts is fruitful yet;
On many a shore her offshoots grow;
’Neath many a sun her clusters glow.
Praise to our God; His power alone
Can keep unmoved our ancient throne,
Sustained by counsels wise and just,
And guarded by a people’s trust.
Praise to our God; Who still forbears
Who still this sinful nation spares,
Who calls us still to seek His face,
And lengthens out our day of grace.
Praise to our God;
through chastenings stern
Our evil dross should thoroughly burn,
His rod and staff, from age to age,
Shall rule and guide His heritage!
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Trans/Adapted:
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Dates:
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1870,1871
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 44:1;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1904 | # 508 | | 1922 | # 709 | | 1908 | # 354 | | 1917 | # 602 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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HILDERSTONE
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1713
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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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| # 709 | G |
echo ' | ';
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Hymn Writer
