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REV. DANIEL C. ROBERTS, (1841

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Trumpets (before each verse). 1. God God of fathers, whose al-might-y 2. Thy love di- vine hath led us in the 3. From war's alarms, from deadly pest - i 4. Refresh Thy peo ple on their toil-some

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GOD OF OUR FATHERS.

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Leads forth in beauty all the star-ry band
In this free land by Thee our lot is cast;
Be Thy strong arm our ever sure de-fence;
Lead us from night to nev-
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Come to God's own temple, come; Raise the song of Harvest Home!
Lord of har-vest, grant that we Wholesome grain and pure may be.
Come, with all Thine angels, come, Raise the glorious Harvest Home! A-men.

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PRAISE TO GOD, IMMORTAL PRAISE.

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MRS. ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD, (1743-1825) 1772.

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1. Praise to God, im-mor- tal praise, For the love that crowns our days; 2. All the plenty sum-mer pours; Au-tumn's rich o'er-flowing stores;

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Bounteous Source of
joy, Let Thy praise our tongues employ ;
Flocks that whiten all the plain; Yel-low sheaves of ripened grain;

All to Thee, O God, we owe, Source whence all our blessings flow.

Lord, for these our souls shall raise Grateful vows and solemn praise. A-men.

3 Clouds that drop their fattening dews,
Suns that genial warmth diffuse,
All the plenty summer pours,
Autumn's rich o'erflowing stores:
Lord, for these our souls shall raise
Grateful vows and solemn praise.

4 Peace, prosperity, and health,
Private bliss, and public wealth,
Knowledge with its gladdening streams,
Pure religion's holier beams:
Lord, for these our souls shall raise
Grateful vows and solemn praise.

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