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Come, ye that fear Jehovah,
Ye saints, your voices raise;
Come, stand in awe before Him,
And sing His glorious praise.
Ye lowly and afflicted
Who on His Word rely,
Your heart shall live forever,
The Lord will satisfy.
All kindreds of the nations
To Christ the Lord shall turn,
Through earth’s remotest regions
His altar fire shall burn.
All kingdom, power and glory
Belong to Him alone;
He ruleth o’er the nations,
Kings bow before His throne.
Both high and low shall worship,
Both strong and weak shall bend,
A faithful Church shall serve Him
Till generations end.
His praise shall be recounted
To nations yet to be,
The triumphs of His justice
A newborn world shall see.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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7 6 7 6 D
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Dates:
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1818
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 22;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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TOURS
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Meter:
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7 6 7 6 D
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1872
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Key
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| # 835 | D | | # 227 | E | | # 507 | Eb |
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