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Holy be this as was the place To him of




Holy be this, as was the place,
To him of Padan-aram know,
Where Abram's God reveal'd his face,
And caught the pilgrim to the throne.


Oh, how transporting was the glow
That third his bosom, mix'd with fear:
"Lo, the Eternal walks below,
The Highest tabernacles here!"


Be ours, when faith and hope grow dim,
The glories which the Patriarch saw;
And when we faint, may we, like him,
Fresh vigor from the vision draw.


Heaven's lightning hovered o'er his head.
And flashed new splendors on his view;
Break forth, Oh Sun! and freely shed
Glad rays upon our Bethel too.


PART 2
'Tis ours to sojourn in a waste,
Barren and cold as Shinar's ground;
No fruits of Eschol charm the taste.
No streams of Meribah are found.


But thou canst bid the desert bud.
With more than Sharon's rich display;
But thou canst bid the cooling flood.
Gush from the rock and cheer the way;


We tread the path thy people trod,
Alternate sunshine, bitter tears;
Go Thou before, and with thy rod
Divide the Jordan of our fears.


Be ours the song of triumph giv'n,
Angelic themes to lipa of clay;
And ours the holy harp of heav'n,
Whose strain dissolves the soul away.

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates:
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      MUSIC
      Name: LOUVAN
      Meter: 8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1850
        SCORE PREVIEW
        score
        ALTERNATIVE TUNES
        Name meter
        8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
        8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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