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There is a holy land called Palestine
Round which the Christian heart
will ever twine.
Sacred each height sublime,
sacred each creeping vine,
Sacred each scene of thine,
blest Palestine.
There in that holy land,
the feet have trod
Of prophets, priests and kings,
angels and God.
There Abram’s faith was tried,
there David sang and died,
There Christ was crucified,
in Palestine.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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10 10 12 10
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Dates:
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1893
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Bible Refs:
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Zech 2:12;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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BRONDESBURY
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Meter:
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10 10 12 10
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Dates:
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1893
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