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HYMN.
FOR THE SEMI-CENTENNIAL CELEBRATION AT THE FIRST CONGREGATIONAL CHURCH, LOWELL, MASS.
Here, as we came in youth's fresh days,
We come, O God, with fervent praise,
To thank Thee for that summer hour
When here Thy church burst into flower.
We come, O God, with fervent praise,
To thank Thee for that summer hour
When here Thy church burst into flower.
The hymns our happy childhood sung
Are lingering yet on every tongue;
And memory's harp of thousand strings
New sweetness to their echo brings.
Are lingering yet on every tongue;
And memory's harp of thousand strings
New sweetness to their echo brings.
Familiar voices haunt the air:
The lips that bore aloft our prayer
Repeat again the heavenward call;
Their benedictions on us fall.
The lips that bore aloft our prayer
Repeat again the heavenward call;
Their benedictions on us fall.
O God, these lives of ours are blest
Through friends passed on into their rest!
We seek with them Thy homeward way;
We sing one song with them to-day.
Through friends passed on into their rest!
We seek with them Thy homeward way;
We sing one song with them to-day.
The song the morning-stars awoke
When first Thy light through darkness broke
Shall our unending chorus be,—
The song of souls made one in Thee!
When first Thy light through darkness broke
Shall our unending chorus be,—
The song of souls made one in Thee!
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