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Fair spring, with all its beauties, yields
To summer’s fervid ray;
Gay verdure now adorns the fields,
And blessings crown the day.
The husbandman with joy beholds
The fruits of all his pain,
At length his cultured land unfolds
rich sheaves of golden grain.
Thankful to see a plenteous crop,
In songs the gift he owns;
Cheerful again he sows in hope,
And God his labour crowns.
Thus may the heralds of the Lord
Behold a prospect fair.
Where’er they sow the precious word,
Abundant fruit appear.
Lord, grant us all divine success,
Amidst our arduous toil;
The seed shall have a large increase,
if thou prepare the soil.
A joyful harvest they shall have,
Who now in sadness sow;
And those shall live to sing above,
Who went for sin below.
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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| 1818 | # 728 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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EVAN
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1847,1850
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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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| # 441 | No key | | # 512 | No key | | # 261 | Ab | | # 327 | Ab | | # 271 | Bb | | # 130 | Ab | | # 171 | Ab | | # 317 | Ab | | # 371 | Ab | | # 399 | Ab |
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