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I hear ten thousand voices singing,
Their praises to the Lord on high;
Far distant shores and hills are ringing
With anthems of their nations’ joy.
“Praise ye the Lord! for He has given
To lands in darkness hid His light;
As morning rays light up the heaven,
His Word has chased away our night.”
On China’s shores I hear His praises,
From lips that once kissed idol stones;
Soon as His banner He upraises,
The Spirit moves the breathless bones—
“Speed, speed! Thy Word o’er land and ocean;
The Lord in triumph has gone forth;
The nations hear with strange emotion,
From East to West, from South to North.”
The song has sounded o’er the waters,
And India’s plains re-echo joy;
Beneath the moon sit India’s daughters,
Soft singing, as the wheel they ply—
“Thanks to Thee, Lord! for hope of glory,
For peace on earth to us revealed;
Our cherished idols fell before Thee,
Thy Spirit has our pardon sealed.”
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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9 8 9 8 D
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Dates:
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1848
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Bible Refs:
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Mal 1:11; Mal 1:11;
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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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| 1964 | # 552 | | 1917 | # 636 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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JUBILEE
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Meter:
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9 8 9 8 D
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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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| # 552 | Eb |
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Hymn Writer
