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HYMN 1. P. M.
. The spices yield a rich perfume,
The lilies grow and thrive ; Refreshing showers of grace divine, From Jesus flows to every vine, And makes the dead revive. . . 2. O that this dry and barren ground, In springs of water may abound, A fluitful soil becom e The desert blossoms as the rose, When Jesus conquers all his foes, And makes his people one. 3. The glorious time is coming on, The graclous work is now begun, My soul a witness is; I taste and see the pardon free, For all mankind as well as me, Who come to Christ may live. 4. The worst of sinners here may find A Saviour mercitul and kind;