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There is a River, deep and broad,
Its course no mortal knows ;
It fills with joy the Church of God,
And widens as it flows.
Clearer than crystal is the stream,
And bright with endless day ;
The waves with every blessing teem,
And life and health convey.
Where'er they flow, contentions cease,
And love and meekness reign ;
The Lord Himself commands the peace,
And foes conspire in vain.
Along the shores, angelic bands
Watch every moving wave ;
With holy joy their breast expands,
When men the waters crave.
To them distressed souls repair,
The Lord invites them nigh ;
They leave their cares and sorrows there,
They drink, and never die.
Flow on, sweet Stream, more largely flow,
The earth with glory fill;
Flow on, till all the Saviour know,
And all obey His will.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1813
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Bible Refs:
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MUSIC
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Name:
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FINGAL
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1885
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 539 | D | | # 456 | Eb | | # 159 | Eb | | # 4 | Eb |
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