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Wisdom divine lifts up her voice;
Sinners, attend! ye saints, rejoice!
Thus saith our condescending Lord;
(O may we hear his gracious word.)
“Riches and honour both are mine;
I am the tree of life divine!
My excellence can ne'er be told;
My fruits are better far than gold!”
“The finest gold cannot compare
With riches that my children share;
All blessings do in me abound
For those who have true wisdom found.”
“Here peace and pardon richly flow;
Here fruits immortal ever grow;
Here pleasure sweetens all the road,
And safely leads us home to God!”
“Here's blood to wash away our sin,
And make the most polluted clean!
Here is a robe by Jesus wrought,
And as a gift to sinners brought.”
“Come, sinners, then, to Christ apply;
Come without money, come and buy;
Fair wisdom's dictates now receive,
And in the Son of God believe.”
Dear Lord, do thou our hearts incline
To seek for riches so divine;
Nor let us e'er contested be,
Till we possess our all in thee.
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Hymn/Song Book
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WINCHESTER NEW
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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1690,1847
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| # 31 | No key | | # 280 | No key | | # 485 | Bb | | # 86 | Bb | | # 291 | Bb | | # 344 | Bb | | # 84 | Bb | | # 159 | Bb | | # 307 | Bb | | # 461 | Bb | | # 274 | Bb | | # 983 | Bb | | # 57 | Bb | | # 300 | Bb | | # 327 | Bb | | # 327 | Bb | | # 715 | C | | # 50 | C | | # 99 | C |
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