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To Thee, who reign'st supreme above,
And reign'st supreme below,
Thou God of wisdom, power, and love,
We or successes owe.
The thundering horse, the martial band,
Without thine aid were vain;
And victory flies at thy command,
To crown the bright campaign.
Thy mighty arm, unseen, was nigh,
When we our foes assail'd ;
'Tis thou hast rais'd our honours high,
And o'er their hosts prevail'd.
To our young race will we proclaim
The mercies God has shown,
That they may learn to bless his name,
And choose him for their own.
Thus, while we sleep in silent dust,
When threatening dangers come,
Their fathers' God shall be their trust,
Their refuge, and their home.
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marker 99
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LYRICS
Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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Bible Refs:
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1815 | # 449 |
MUSIC
Name:
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IRISH
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1749
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 567 | Db | | # 398 | E | | # 503 | E | | # 331 | E | | # 58 | Eb | | # 65 | Eb | | # 448 | Eb | | # 452 | Eb | | # 452 | Eb | | # 320 | Eb | | # 320 | Eb | | # 487 | F |
ALTERNATIVE TUNES
Name
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meter
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| 8 6 8 6 (C.M.) |
echo ' | ';
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