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Soon shall the trump of God
Give out the welcome sound,
That shakes death’s silent chamber walls,
And breaks the turf-sealed ground.
You dwellers in the dust,
Awake, come forth, and sing;
Sharp has your frost of winter been,
But bright shall be your spring.
’Twas sown in weakness here;
’Twill then be raised in power;
That which was sown an earthly seed
Shall rise a heavenly flower.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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Bible Refs:
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1 Th 4:16;
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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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FESTAL SONG
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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1872,1894
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