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A HYMN FOR THE KIRK.
O Lord of earth and heaven,
Whose love and power have given
The solid ground, and floating air,
And circling ocean, regions fair,
To be the home of moving life,
The busy seats of joy and strife,—
To Thee with fear and love we raise
A song of praise.
Whose love and power have given
The solid ground, and floating air,
And circling ocean, regions fair,
To be the home of moving life,
The busy seats of joy and strife,—
To Thee with fear and love we raise
A song of praise.
How many links there be
To bind man's heart to Thee;
Affections of the human breast
For children, kindred, friend, and guest;
Yea, those in generous minds that flow
From virtues of a noble foe!
All form a woven mystic cord,—
Thy bands, O Lord;
To bind man's heart to Thee;
Affections of the human breast
For children, kindred, friend, and guest;
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From virtues of a noble foe!
All form a woven mystic cord,—
Thy bands, O Lord;
Thy streaming rays of love,
That glow in heaven above,
And draw the ransom'd soul to Thee,
And set it from low thraldom free!
As the snared bird, when loosen'd, flies
On outspread pinions to the skies,
With love that conquers fear, we raise
Our song of praise.
That glow in heaven above,
And draw the ransom'd soul to Thee,
And set it from low thraldom free!
As the snared bird, when loosen'd, flies
On outspread pinions to the skies,
With love that conquers fear, we raise
Our song of praise.
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