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The Son of Man is gone on high;
He fills his Father’s throne again;
He captive leads captivity,
And wields the gifts of God for men.
O Holy Spirit! Heavenly Dove!
Of gifts divine the first and best!
Descend on wings of peace and love,
And fix thy home in every breast.
Health, light, and comfort, every good,
That man can wish, or God can lend,
Are all the purchase of thy blood,
Out dying, ever-living friend!
In life, in death, to thee we cling;
To thee with all our wants we come;
O keep us here beneath thy wing!
O guide us soon and safely home!
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LYRICS
Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Trans/Adapted:
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Dates:
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1853
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 68;
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MUSIC
Name:
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SAVOY
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1853
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