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Once, O Lord, thy garden flourished,
Every part looked gay and green;
Then thy word our spirits nourished,
Happy seasons we have seen!
But a drought has since succeeded,
And a sad decline we see;
Lord, thy help is greatly needed.
Help can only come from thee.
Some, in whom we once delighted.
We shall meet no more below;
Some, alas! we fear are blighted—
Scarce a single leaf they show.
Dearest Saviour, hasten hither.
Thou canst make them bloom again;
Oh, permit them not to wither.
Let not all our hopes be vain!
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8 7 8 7
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| 2005 | # 290 |
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SICILIAN MARINERS
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8 7 8 7
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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| # 316 | E | | # 1048 | E | | # 189 | Eb | | # 765 | Eb | | # 235 | E |
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