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7 Yes and before we rise,
8 The men of grace have found, \
9 The hill of Zion yields,
10 Then let our songs abound,
To: seems a voice in every gale,
2 The birds that rise on quivering wings,
- Appear to him their Maker's praise And all the mingling sounds of spring, Te thee a general paean raise.
3 And shall my voice, great God alone,
4 All nature's debt is small to mine, Thou bads’t her being bounded be,
But matchless proof of love divine!
Thou gav'st immortal life to me.
Of joy be bright on every brow;
2 For Bunker's height no more is red,
Nor Monmouth's plains with heroes strown;
Peace o'er our land her wings hath spread
& Great God! through whom the weak are strong, The simple wise, the trampled free, Thy temple gates to-day we throng, To raise our grateful hymns to Thee.
4 Yet, Lord, though slavery's chain is rent
5 O be her eruel bondage riven,
O preach my Gospel, saith the Lord, G Bid the world my grace receive, He shall he sav'd that trusts my word; He shall be damn'd that wont believe.
2 I'll make your great commission known
to Teach all the nations my-commands;
ESUS shall reign where'er the sun,
2. From north to south the princes meet, To pay their homage at his feet; While western empires own their Lord And savage tribes attend his word.
8 To him shall endless pray’r be made, And endless praises crown his head; His name like sweet perfume shall rise With ev'ry morning sacrifice.
* People and realms of ev'ry tongue, Dwell on his love with sweetest song. And insant voices shall proclaim, Their early blessings on his name.
So rejoice, lift up your eyes
2 “Jesus, the God whom angels fear,
3 “No gold, nor swaddling bands,
4 “Go shepherds, where the infant lies,
5 Thus Gabriel sang, and stright around