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Thou Lord dost barberous lands dismay




Thou, Lord, dost barb'rous lands dismay,
when they thy dreadful tokens view,
With joy they see the night and day
each other's track by turns pursue.


From out thy unexhausted store
thy rain relieves the thirsty ground;
Makes lands, that barren were before,
with corn and useful fruits abound.


On rising ridges down It pours,
and ev'ry furrowed valley fills;
Thou mak'st them soft with gentle show'rs,
in which a blest increase distils.


Thy goodness does the circling year
with fresh returns of plenty crown;
And, where thy glorious paths appear,
thy fruitful clouds drop fatness down.


They drop on barren forests, changed
by them to pastures fresh and green;
The hills about in order.ranged
in beauteous robes of joy are seen.


Large flocks with fleecy wool adorn
the cheerful downs; the valleys bring
A plenteous crop of full-eared corn,
and seem for joy to shout and sing.

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates: 1696
      Bible Refs: Ps 65:8-13;
      LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1821# 65
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