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Thou, who didst form the rolling spheres,
And stretch the boundless skies,
O dissipate our gloomy fears,
When doubts and darkness rise.
Though thou hast sealed the wat'ry clouds,
Which poured their torrents down;
And stayed those proud, imperious floods,
Which overflowed the ground:
Yet those dark clouds still veil the sky,
And hide the sun from sight;
The northern winds blast as they fly,
And strike the buds with blight.
Lord, hear our humble, earnest prayer,
And chase the clouds away;
0 let the cheering sun appear,
With warmth, from day to day.
Then will the face of nature wear
A pleasing, beauteous scene;
And fields with ranks of corn appear,
And meadows dressed with green.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Bible Refs:
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Job 36:32;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1815 | # 575 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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FINGAL
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1885
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 539 | D | | # 456 | Eb | | # 159 | Eb | | # 4 | Eb |
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