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Brothers and sisters of mine
are the hungry,
who sigh in their sorrow
and weep in their pain.
Sisters and brothers of mine
are the homeless,
who wait without shelter
from wind and from rain.
Strangers and neighbors,
they claim my attention.
They sleep by my doorstep,
they sit by my bed.
Neighbors and strangers,
their anguish concerns me,
and I must not feast
till the hungry are fed.
People are they, men and women
and children,
and each has a heart
keeping time with my own.
People are they,
persons made in God's image,
so what shall I offer them,
bread or a stone?
Lord of all living,
we make our confession:
Too long we have wasted
the wealth of our lands.
Lord of all loving,
renew our compassions,
and open our hearts
while we reach out our hands.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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11 11 11 11
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Dates:
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1974
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Bible Refs:
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Lk 4:40;
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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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| 1992 | # 142 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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ST. DENIO
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Meter:
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11 11 11 11
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1839
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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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| # 103 | A | | # 34 | A | | # 61 | Ab | | # 18 | Ab | | # 25 | Ab | | # 235 | Ab | | # 396 | Ab | | # 234 | G | | # 9 | G |
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