Lyra Pastoralis Songs of Nature, Church, and Home: By Richard Wilton |
O ye Wells, bless ye the Lord; praise Him and magnify
Him for ever.
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Lyra Pastoralis | ||
O ye Wells, bless ye the Lord; praise Him and magnify Him for ever.
O Wells and Springs, where'er ye flow,
Bless God with your sweet undersong;
His ceaseless praises bear along,
Rippling and tinkling as ye go:
What though your voice is soft and low,
'Tis musical your flowers among:
O Wells and Springs, where'er ye flow,
Bless God with your sweet undersong.
Bless God with your sweet undersong;
His ceaseless praises bear along,
Rippling and tinkling as ye go:
What though your voice is soft and low,
'Tis musical your flowers among:
O Wells and Springs, where'er ye flow,
Bless God with your sweet undersong.
When fainting with the noonday glow,
Some traveller quaffs you, and is strong;
When under midnight's shining throng
A mirror to some star ye show:
O Wells and Springs, where'er ye flow,
Bless God with your sweet undersong.
Some traveller quaffs you, and is strong;
When under midnight's shining throng
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O Wells and Springs, where'er ye flow,
Bless God with your sweet undersong.
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