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The Lord hath heard his people's cries,
Their prayers have reached his throne
The rain has fall'n in rich supplies;
See what the Lord hath done!
Thy promise ever will hold good,
While time and years remain;
When thine Elijahs thee have sued,
Thou scndest a plent'ous rain.
See how the kind, refreshing showers
Supply the thirsty ground;
The springing grass and painted flowers,
O'er all the meads abound!
Now nature blooms, and wears a smile,
And birds their Maker praise;
Ye saints, around this favoured isle,
Your songs of praises raise.
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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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Ps 68:9;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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MUSIC
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Name:
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ST. FULBERT
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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1849
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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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| # 108 | D | | # 205 | D | | # 8 | D | | # 189 | D | | # 48 | E | | # 1010 | E | | # 604 | E | | # 125 | E | | # 628 | Eb | | # 306 | Eb | | # 816.2 | No key |
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