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Delightful is the task to sing,
On each returning day,
The praises of our heavenly King,
And grateful homage pay.
The countless worlds, which, bathed in light,
Through fields of azure move,
Proclaim his wisdom and his might,
But O, how great his love!
He deigns each broken, contrite heart
With tender care to bind;
And comfort, hope and grace impart
To heal the wounded mind.
All creatures, with instinctive cry,
From God implore their food;
His bounty grants a rich supply,
And fills the earth with good.
Delightful is the task, O Lord!
With each returning day,
Thy countless mercies to record,
And grateful homage pay.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 147;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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| 1851 | # 37 |
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