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At length the wish'd for spring has come;
How alter'd is the scene!
The trees and shrubs are drest in bloom,
The earth array'd in green.
I see my Saviour from on high.
Break through the clouds and shine;
No creature now more blest than I,
No song more loud than mine.
Thy word does all my hopes revive;
It overcomes my foes;
It makes my languid graces thrive.
And blossom like tbe rose.
Dear Lord, a monument I stand.
Of what thy grace can do;
Uphold me by thy gracious hand.
Each changing season through.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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MUSIC
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YORK
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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1650
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Song #
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| # 510 | F | | # 61 | F | | # 237 | F | | # 243 | G | | # 347 | G |
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