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We’ll sing of the Shepherd that died,
That died for the sake of the flock;
His love to the utmost was tired,
But firmly endured as a rock.
When blood from a victim must flow,
This shepherd, by pity, was led
To stand between us and the foe,
And willingly die in our stead.
Our song then for ever should be
Of the Shepherd who
gave Himself thus;
No subject’s so glorious as He,
No theme’s so affecting to us.
We’ll sing of such subjects alone,
None other our tongues shall employ,
Till fully His love becomes known
In yonder bright regions of joy.
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Of Him and His love will we sing,
His praises our tongues shall employ,
Till heavenly anthems we bring
In yonder bright regions of joy.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| 1981 | # 318 | | 1881 | # 103 |
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CELESTE
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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1857
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| # 69 | A | | # 78 | A | | # 277 | Ab | | # 318 | Eb | | # 77 | G | | # 352 | G | | # 605.3 | No key | | # 606.3 | No key |
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