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Sweet flow’rets of the martyr band,
So early plucked by cruel hand;
Like rosebuds by a tempest torn,
As breaks the light of summer morn.
First victims offered for the Lord,
Ye little knew your high reward,
As, at the very altar, gay
With palms and crowns ye seemed to play.
Ah! what availed King Herod’s wrath?
He could not stay your Savior’s path;
The Child he sought alone went free;
That Child is King eternally.
O Lord, the virgin born, to Thee
Praise, honor, might and glory be,
Whom with the Father we adore
And Holy Ghost forevermore.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Dates:
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413,1875
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Bible Refs:
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Rev 14:4;
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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 | # 72 | | 1922 | # 68 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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SALVETE FLORES
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Dates:
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1875
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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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| # 68 | C |
ALTERNATIVE TUNES
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Name
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