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Come O ye saints your voices raise To God in




Come, O ye saints, your voices raise
To God in grateful songs;
And let the memory of his grace
Inspire your hearts and tongues.


Her deepest gloom when sorrow spreads,
And light and hope depart,
His face celestial morning sheds,
And joy revives the heart.


To thee, my God, oppressed with grief,
I breathed my humble cry;
Thy mercy brought divine relief,
And wiped my weeping eye.


Thy mercy chased the shades of death,
And snatched me from the grave;
O may thy praise employ that breath
Which mercy deigns to save!

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates:
      Bible Refs: Ps 31;
      MUSIC
      Name: ST. FULBERT
      Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1849
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