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Say, who is she that looks abroad
Like the sweet-blushing dawn;
When with her living light she paints
The dew-drops of the lawn:
Fair as the moon, when in the skies
Serene her throne she guides,
And o'er the twinkling stars supreme
In full-orbed glory rides:
Clear as the sun, when from the east
Without a cloud he springs,
And scatters boundless light and heat,
From his resplendent wings:
Tremendous as a host that moves
Majestically slow,
With banners wide-displayed, all armed,
All ardent for the foe!
This is the church by heaven arrayed,
With strength and grace divine;
Thus shall she strike her foes with dread,
And thus her glories shine.
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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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BISHOPTHORPE
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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| # 121 | G | | # 436 | G | | # 107 | G | | # 719 | G | | # 369 | G | | # 478 | G |
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