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Transporting tidings which we hear What




Transporting tidings which we hear!
What music to the pious ear!
Christ loves each humble saint so well,
He with his Lord shall ever dwell.


O happy dead, in thee that sleep,
While oer their mouldering dust we weep!
O faithful Saviour, who shall come
That dust to ransom from the tomb!


While thine unerring word imparts
So rich a cordial to our hearts,
Through tears our triumphs shall be shown,
Though round their graves, and near our own.

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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      1851# 462
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