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High on His everlasting throne,
The King of saints His work surveys;
Marks the dear souls He calls His own,
And smiles on the peculiar race.
He rests well pleased their toils to see;
Beneath His easy yoke they move;
With all their heart and strength agree
In the sweet labor of His love.
See where the servants of their Lord,
A busy multitude, appear;
For Jesus day and night employed,
His heritage they toil to clear.
Jesus their toil delighted sees,
Their industry vouchsafes to crown;
He kindly gives the wished increase,
And sends the promised blessing down.
The love of Christ their hearts constrains,
And strengthens their unwearied hands;
They spend their sweat, and blood, and pains,
To cultivate Immanuel's lands.
O multiply the sower’s seed,
And fruit we every hour shall bear;
Throughout the world Thy Gospel spread,
Thine everlasting truth declare!
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LYRICS
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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1737,1742
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 11:4;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1899 | # 222 |
MUSIC
Name:
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MIGDOL
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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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1840
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 222 | A |
ALTERNATIVE TUNES
Name
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meter
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| 8 8 8 8 (L.M.) |
echo ' | ';
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