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The flowers which deck my pathway round,
And skirt the shady wood,
Proclaim, as with a thousand tongues,
That God is very good.
The ripened fields of waving grain,
For man and beast assigned,
Tell that the great Creator is
Not only good, but kind.
The glorious sun and peerless moon,
And stars that round them wait,
Prove God to be not only good
And kind, but very great.
But oh ! the cross where Jesus hung,
Doth yet more strongly prove,
That though so good, and kind, and great,
The mighty God is Love.
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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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1818
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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| 1903 | # 370 |
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