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O holy city, seen of John,
Where Christ the Lamb, doth reign,
Within whose foursquare
walls shall come
No night, nor need, nor pain,
And where the tears
are wiped from eyes
That shall not weep again.
Hark, how from men
whose lives are held
More cheap than merchandise,
From women
struggling sore for bread,
From little children’s cries,
There swells the
sobbing human plaint
That bids thy walls arise.
O shame to us who rest content
While lust and greed for gain
In street and shop and tenement
Wring gold from human pain,
And bitter lips in blind despair
Cry “Christ hath died in vain!”
Give us, O God, the strength to build
The city that hath stood
Too long a dream,
whose laws are love,
Whose crown is servanthood,
And where the sun that shineth is
God’s grace for human good.
Already in the mind of God
That city riseth fair:
Lo, how its splendor challenges
The souls that greatly dare;
Yea, bids us seize the whole of life
And build its glory there.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 8 6
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Dates:
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1909
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Bible Refs:
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Rev 21:10;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1998 | # 596 | | 1983 | # 409 | | 1990 | # 453 | | 1971 | # 160 | | 1940 | # 494 | | 1982 | # 582 | | 1989 | # 726 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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MORWELLHAM
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 8 6
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Dates:
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 468 | F |
ALTERNATIVE TUNES
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Name
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meter
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| 8 6 8 6 8 6 | | 8 6 8 6 8 6 | | 8 6 8 6 8 6 |
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