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BLEST BE THE HOLY BANDS.
Blest be the holy bands,
Uniting hearts and hands,—
One chain of love;
One life, one hope, one aim;
One faith in one blest Name;
Our Rock, our God, the same,
Below, above.
Uniting hearts and hands,—
One chain of love;
One life, one hope, one aim;
One faith in one blest Name;
Our Rock, our God, the same,
Below, above.
Cleansed by atoning blood,
Washed in one healing flood,
One God we own;
Ours, to accept His word,
Ours, to obey our Lord,
Making, with glad accord,
Our hearts His throne.
Washed in one healing flood,
One God we own;
Ours, to accept His word,
Ours, to obey our Lord,
Making, with glad accord,
Our hearts His throne.
The whispering pine and palm
Shall blend in one sweet psalm,
Dear Lord, to Thee;
We seek the world to save;
We form one army brave,
As thousand drops, one wave,
All streams, one sea.
Shall blend in one sweet psalm,
Dear Lord, to Thee;
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We form one army brave,
As thousand drops, one wave,
All streams, one sea.
Glory to God our King!
Saviour, Thy kingdom bring,
Thy will be done;
Exert Thy glorious might,
Put all Thy foes to flight;
Triumphant, claim Thy right,
And wear Thy crown.
Saviour, Thy kingdom bring,
Thy will be done;
Exert Thy glorious might,
Put all Thy foes to flight;
Triumphant, claim Thy right,
And wear Thy crown.
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