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The first-begotten in their land,
with death did likewise smite,
Yea, the beginning and first-fruit
of all their strength and might.
With gold and silver causèd his
from Egypt's land to pass,
And in the number of their tribes
no feeble one there was.
Egypt was glad and joyful then
when they did thence depart,
For terror and the fear of them
was fall'n upon their heart:
To shroud them from the parching heat
a cloud he did display;
And fire he sent to give them light
when night had hid the day.
They askèd, and he causèd quails
to rain at their request,
And fully with the bread of heav'n
their hunger he repressed.
He openèd the stony rock,
and waters gush-ed out;
Also the dry and parch-ed ground
like rivers ran about.
For of his holy cov'nant he
was mindful evermore,
Which to his servant Abraham
he plighted long before.
He brought his people forth with mirth,
and his elect with joy,
Out of the cruel land where they
had lived in great annoy.
And of the heathen men he gave
to them the fruitful lands;
The labors of the people did
they take into their hands:
That they his holy statutes might
observe for evermore,
And faithfully obey his laws;
praise ye the Lord therefore.
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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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1562,1812
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 105:33-42;
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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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| 1812 | # 106 |
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