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The food on which thy children live,
Great God is thine alone to give:
And we, for grace received, would raise
A sacred song of love and praise.
How vast, how full, how rich, how free,
Dear Jesus. thy rich treasures be:
To the full fountain of our joys,
We gladly come for fresh supplies.
For this we wait upon thee, Lord,
For this we listen to thy word:
Descend like gentle showers of rain,
Nor let our souls attend in vain.
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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| # 32 | No key | | # 319 | Ab | | # 296 | Bb | | # 432 | Bb | | # 50 | C | | # 129 | C | | # 164 | C | | # 766 | C |
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