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Away, away to Sunday school,
Our hearts together beating;
We haste to win from those we love
A smile of happy greeting.
Our Sunday school,
dear Sunday school,
With purest pleasure glowing,
Where tranquil peace and holy joy
Are like a river flowing.
Away, away to Sunday school,
And learn the songs of gladness,
That tell of Him Whose tender love
Will banish care and sadness.
Our Sunday school,
dear Sunday school,
With purest pleasure glowing,
Where tranquil peace and holy joy
Are like a river flowing.
God bless our school, our teachers all,
And bind our souls together
In sacred bonds of kindred love
No earthly power can sever.
Our Sunday school,
dear Sunday school,
With purest pleasure glowing,
Where tranquil peace and holy joy
Are like a river flowing.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 7 8 7 and refrain
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Dates:
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1901
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 25:4;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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OUR SUNDAY SCHOOL
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Meter:
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8 7 8 7 and refrain
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1901
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