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Sweet is the memory of thy grace,
My God, my heavenly King:
Let age to age thy righteousness
In sounds of glory sing.
God reigns on high, but not confines
His bounty to the skies:
Through the whole earth his goodness shines,
And every want supplies.
With longing eyes the creatures wait
On thee for daily food;
Thy liberal hand provides them meat,
And fills their mouths with good.
How kind are thy compassions, Lord!
How slow thine anger moves!
But soon he sends his pardoning word,
To cheer the souls he loves.
Creatures, with all their endless race,
Thy power and praise proclaim;
But we, who taste thy richer grace,
Delight to bless thy name.
Let every tongue thy goodness speak,
Thou sovereign Lord of all:
Thy strengthening hands uphold the weak,
And raise the poor that fall.
When sorrow bows the spirit down,
Or virtue lies distressed,
Beneath the proud oppressor's frown,
Thou giv'st the mourner rest.
The Lord supports our infant days,
And guides our giddy youth;
Holy and just are all thy ways,
And all thy words are truth.
Thou knowest the pains thy servants feel,
Thou hearest thy children cry;
And their best wishes to fulfil,
Thy grace is ever nigh.
Thy mercy never shall remove
From men of heart sincere;
Thou sav'st the souls whose humble love
Is joined with holy fear.
My lips shall dwell upon thy praise,
And spread thy fame abroad:
Let all the sons of Adam raise
The honours of their God!
Sweet is the memory of thy grace,
My God, my heavenly King:
Let age to age thy righteousness
In sounds of glory sing.
---Alternative verses---
God reigns on high, but not confines
His goodness to the skies:
O'er the whole earth his bounty shines,
And every want supplies.
God reigns on high, but ne'er confines
His goodness to the skies:
Through all the earth his bounty shines,
And every want supplies.
With longing eyes thy creatures wait
On thee for daily food;
Thy liberal hand provides them meat,
And fills their mouths with good.
Creatures, with all their endless race,
Thy power and praise proclaim;
But saints, who taste thy richer grace,
Delight to bless thy name.
Sweet is the memory of thy grace,
My God, my heavenly King:
Let age to age thy righteousness
In psalms of glory sing.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Trans/Adapted:
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Dates:
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1719
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 145:7;
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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 | # 637 | | 2005 | # 5 | | 1851 | # 125 | | 1853 | # 505 | | 1954 | # 56 | | | # 145 | | 1872 | # 145.3 | | 1866 | # 147 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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ST. STEPHEN (NEWINGTON)(NAYLAND)
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1789
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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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| # 70 | No key | | # 244 | A | | # 328 | A | | # 328 | A | | # 245 | Ab | | # 179 | G | | # 240 | G | | # 338 | G | | # 56 | G | | # 364 | No key | | # 608 | No key | | # 331.2 | No key | | # 728 | No key | | # 185 | A | | # 550 | A | | # 27 | G | | # 11 | A |
ALTERNATIVE TUNES
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Name
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meter
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| 8 6 8 6 (C.M.) | | 8 6 8 6 (C.M.) | | 8 6 8 6 (C.M.) |
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