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PRAISE TO THE LORD! HE IS KING.

“Lobe den Herren." P. M. REV. JOACHIM NEANDER, (1640-1680)

Peter Sohren, 1660. TR. BY THOMAS C. PORTER.

Arr. by F. C. Moyer.

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SHINE ON OUR LAND.

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Rev. ISAAC Watts, (1674-1748)

W. A. H. Hinnershitz.

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1. Shine on our land, Je - ho- vab, shine, With beams of heavenly grace; 2. When shall Thy name from shore to shore Sound all the earth a-broad, 3. God, the Re - deem - er, scat-ters round His choic-est fa- vors here,

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Re - veal Thy power through all our coasts And show Thy smi-ling face. And dis - tant na- tions know and love Their Sav-iour and their God? While the à - tion's ut-most bound Shall see, a - dore, and fear,

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Here fix Thy throne ex alt - ed high, And here our glo - ry stand;
Earth shall con- fess her Ma-ker's hand, And yield a full in-crease;
Shine on our land, Je · ho - vah, shine With beams of heavenly grace !

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And like wall of guardian fire, Sur-round Thy favorite land.
Our God will crown His cho - sen land With fruit-ful-ness and peace.
Re - veal Thy power through all our coasts, And show Thy smiling face.

EARTH BELOW IS TEEMING.

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REV. JOHN SAMUEL BEWLEY MONSELL, (1811–1875) 1863.

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4 1. Earth be-low is teem-ing, Heaven is bright a-bove; Every brow is beaming 2. For the sun and show-ers, For the rain and dew, For the nurturing hours 3. Earth's broad harvest whitens In a brighter sun Than the orb that lightens

8 흡 In the light of love; Ev-ery eye re-joi - ces, Every thought is praise; Spring and summer knew; For the golden au-tumn, And its precious stores,

All we tread up - on; Send out laborers, Father! Where fields ripening wave,

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Bounti-ful and free, As the joy in har-vest, We rejoice in Thee. Amen.

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ONWARD, CHILDRENI ONWARDI
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Franz Josef Haydn, (1732-1809)

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On-ward! is the call to - day; Come with ready footsteps, and the call obey.

4 Onward, children! Onward ! guardian angels sing;

Hasten to the palace of your God and King;
Clad in heavenly armor to the end endure;
You with Christ shall triumph, victory is sure.-

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5 Onward, ever onward ! till you join the throng,
Who, in dazzling raiment, sing the triumph-song,
And to heavenly music cry with one accord,-
“Holy! Holy! Holy! is our sovereign Lord.”—REF.

PRIMARY HYMNS.

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I LOVE TO HEAR THE STORY.

“Bowdler.” MRS. EMILY HUNTINGTON MILLER, (1833–

) 1867.

Cyril Bowdler.

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1. I love to hear the sto ry Which an gel voi - ces tell,
2. I know my bless - ed Sa · vior Was once a child like me,

3. To sing His love and mer cy, My sweet - est songs I'll raise; D.C.-1 love to hear the sto ry Which an gel voi - ces tell,

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I am both weak and sin - ful, But this I sure - ly know, And if I

to fol - low His foot-steps here be · low, For He has kind - ly prom - ised That ev - en I may go

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The Lord came down to save me, Be-cause He loved me so.
He nev er will for - get me,

Be-cause He loves me so.
To sing among His an - gels, Be-cause He loves me so.

A-men.

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