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Come, saints,
your grateful voices raise
For grace's boundless store;
Dwell on the Lord's
unchanging love,
And praise Him evermore.
His mercy, who our ransom paid,
And all our sorrows bore,
Sing with a note of loftiest joy,
And praise Him evermore.
Soon the redeeming
Lord shall come,
And we whose sins He bore
Shall see the glories of the Lamb
And praise Him evermore.
Then endless praise
our lips shall move,
And joy our spirits fill;
The objects of His love divine,
Oh who that joy can tell?
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8 6 8 6 D (D.C.M.)
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NATIVITY NEW
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8 6 6 D
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| # 88 | D | | # 194.2 | No key |
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