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The God we worship now,
Will guide us till we die,
Will be our God while here below,
And ours above the sky.
How decent and how wise!
How glorious to behold,
Beyond the pomp that charms the eye,
And rites adorned with gold.
Far as Thy name is known,
The world declares Thy praise;
Thy saints, Oh Lord, before Thy throne
Their songs of honor raise.
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Meter:
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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Dates:
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1719
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MUSIC
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AYLESBURY
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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