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Stern winter now no longer reigns
With rude impetuous sway,
Verdure and bloom adorn our plains,
And bring the smiling day.
Hail, lovely spring, with all thy train,
Thrice welcome to our hearts;
The solar beam revives again,
And genial warmth imparts.
The feathered tribes ascend on high,
And chant their grateful lay;
In songs symphonious tell their joy,
And hail the happy day.
Great God, thou author of the spring,
Thy love our songs demands;
To thee our tribute now we bring,
And raise our hearts and hands.
We bless thee for the prospect fair
Of future rich supplies,
And while we all thy bounties share,
Let grateful incense rise.
Enliven, Lord, our languid souls,
There shed thy beams again;
Nor let us like the frozen poles,
In barrenness remain.
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| 1818 | # 724 |
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ARLINGTON
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1762,1784
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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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| # 482 | F | | # 372 | F | | # 39 | G | | # 255 | G | | # 405 | G | | # 142 | G | | # 261 | G | | # 440 | G | | # 656 | G | | # 155 | F | | # 207 | F |
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