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O all ye nations, bless our God,
and loudly speak his praise;
Who keeps our soul alive, and still
confirms our steadfast ways
For thou hast tried us, Lord, as fire,
does try the precious ore;
Thou brought'st us into straits, where we
oppressing burdens bore.
Insulting foes did us, their slaves,
through fire and water chase;
But yet at last thou brought'st us forth
into a wealthy place.
Burnt off'rings to thy house I'll bring,
and there my vows I'll pay,
Which I with solemn zeal did make
in trouble's dismal day.
Then shall the richest incense smoke,
the fattest rams shall fall;
The choicest goats from out the fold,
and bullocks from the stall.
O come, all ye that fear the Lord,
attend with heedful care;
Whilst I, what God for me has done,
with grateful joy declare.
As I before his aid implored,
so now I praise his Name;
Who, if my heart had harbored sin,
would all my pray'rs disclaim.
But God to me, whene'er I cried,
his gracious ear did bend;
And to the voice of my request
with constant love attend.
Then blessed for ever be my God,
who never, when I Pray,
Withholds his mercy from my soul,
nor turns his face away.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1696
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 66:8-20;
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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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| 1821 | # 66 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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FINGAL
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1885
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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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| # 539 | D | | # 456 | Eb | | # 159 | Eb | | # 4 | Eb |
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