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The ships glide in
at the harbor’s mouth,
And the ships sail out to sea;
And the wind that sweeps
from the sunny south
Is sweet as sweet can be.
There’s a world of toil
and a world of pain,
And a world of trouble and care,
But O in a world
where our Father reigns,
There is gladness everywhere!
The harvest waves
in the breezy morn,
And the men go forth to reap;
The fullness comes
to the tasseled corn,
Whether we wake or sleep.
And far on the hills by feet untrod
There are blossoms that scent the air,
For O in this world of our Father, God,
There is beauty everywhere!
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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Dates:
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1893
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 16:11;
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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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MUSIC
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Name:
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DEO GRATIAS
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1913
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