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The mighty God that rules the skies,
Shall Babel's rage restrain;
In vain she forms her cruel schemes,
And boasts her power in vain.
That bitter cup, which she has mixed,
Once more herself shall drink;
As falls the mill-stone in the deep,
Proud Babylon shall sink.
Rejoice, ye saints, the vengeance long
Is laid for her in store;
And Babylon, that scarlet whore,
Shall sink to rise no more.
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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GLASGOW
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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1756
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| # 328 | F | | # 283 | F | | # 658 | G | | # 50 | G | | # 904 | G | | # 461 | No key |
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