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A HYMN.
[Should old acquaintance be forgot]
Should old acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
No, brethren, no, true friendship's knot
Time never can unbind.
And never brought to mind?
No, brethren, no, true friendship's knot
Time never can unbind.
Dear friends
Thus join'd in spirit, hand in hand,
Still let us walk below,
Like Wesley's first delightful band,
A hundred years ago.
Still let us walk below,
Like Wesley's first delightful band,
A hundred years ago.
Chorus.
And when the source of this bright grace,
Requires this fleeting breath,
True friendship then shall find a place
Beyond the reach of death.
Requires this fleeting breath,
True friendship then shall find a place
Beyond the reach of death.
Chorus.
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