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Brother, thou art from us taken
In the glory of thy years;
As the oak, by tempests shaken,
Falls ere time its verdure sears.
Here, where oft thy lips have taught us,
Of the Lamb, who died to save—
Where thy guiding hand hath brought us
To the deep, baptismal wave—
Pale and cold we see thee lying,
One that was to all so dear;
And the mourners’ bitter sighing
Falls unheeded on thine ear.
All thy love and zeal, to lead us,
Where immortal fountains flow;
And on living bread to feed us,
In our fond remembrance glow.
May the conquering faith that cheered thee,
When thy foot on Jordan pressed;
Guide our spirits while we leave thee,
In the tomb that Jesus blessed.
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8 7 8 7
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| 2005 | # 388 |
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MILWAUKEE (THE GOOD SHEPHERD)
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8 7 8 7
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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