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The Lord ascends on high,
And asks to rule the earth;
The merit of his blood he pleads,
And pleads his heavenly birth.
He asks, and God bestows
A large inheritance:
Far as the world's remotest ends
His kingdom shall advance.
The nations that rebel
Must feel his iron rod:
He 'll vindicate those honors well
Which he received from God.
Be wise, ye rulers, now,
And worship at his throne:
With trembling joy, ye people, bow
To God's exalted Son.
If once his wrath arise,
Ye perish on the place;
But blessed is the soul that flies
For refuge to his grace.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 2;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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ST. BRIDE
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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1762
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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| # 322 | Bb | | # 450 | Bb | | # 180 | Bb | | # 316 | Bb | | # 583 | Bb | | # 81 | Bb | | # 352 | Bb | | # 37 | Bb | | # 101 | Bb | | # 249 | Bb | | # 322 | C | | # 528 | No key | | # 233 | No key |
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