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HOW BEAUTIFUL UPON THE MOUNTAINS




Where, for a thousand miles,
The sweet Ohio smiles,
On bed of sand;
Where prairies blossom broad,
Fair gardens sown by God,
And lakes their ocean-flood
Pour from His hand;


Where sleep in rest profound,
Beneath each ancient mound,
A buried race;
There, brother, go and teach;
From heart to heart shall reach
Thy free and earnest speech
Of heavenly grace.


Where the tall forest waves
Above those mouldering graves,
God’s truth declare;
While his first temples spread
Their arches o’er thy head,
Lift, o’er the slumbering dead,
The voice of prayer.


While rolls the living tide,
Down Alleghany’s side,
Its ceaseless flood;
Upon the mountains there,
How beautiful appear
The feel of those who hear
Tidings of good!


O Thou, whose suns and rains
Upon those might plains
Fall evermore;
Send down the dews of peace,
The sun of righteousness,
And let Thy light increase
From shore to shore!

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LYRICS
Meter: 6 6 4 6 6 6 4
Writer(s):
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      LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1854# 417
      MUSIC
      Name: MOSCOW (ITALIAN HYMN)
      Meter: 6 6 4 6 6 6 4
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1769
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