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The morning flowers display their sweets,
And gay their silken leaves unfold
|: As careless of the noontide heats,
And fearless of the evening cold. :|
Nipped by the wind's unkindly blast,
Parched by the sun's directer ray,
|: The momentary glories waste,
The short-lived beauties die away. :|
So blooms the human face divine,
When youth its pride of beauty shows;
|: Fairer than spring the colours shine,
And sweeter than the virgin rose. :|
But worn by slowly-rolling years,
Or broke by sickness in a day,
|: The fading glory disappears,
The short-lived beauties die away. :|
Yet these, new rising from the tomb,
With lustre brighter far shall shine;
|: Revive with ever-during bloom,
Safe from diseases and decline. :|
Let sickness blast, let death devour,
If heaven must recompense our pains:
|: Perish the grass, and fade the flower,
If firm the word of God remains. :|
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.) extended
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Bible Refs:
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Is 40:6-8;
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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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| 1889 | # 46 | | 1851 | # 460 | | 1899 | # 611 | | 1826 | # 205 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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SAUL
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 8 8
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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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| # 611 | Eb |
ALTERNATIVE TUNES
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Name
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meter
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| 8 8 8 8 (L.M.) |
echo ' | ';
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Hymn Writer
