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The earth is thine, Jehovah; thine
Its peopled realms and wealthy stores;
Built on the floods by power divine,
The waves are ramparts to the shores.
But who shall reach thy holy place,
Or who, O Lord, ascend thy hill?
The pure in heart shall see thy face,
The perfect man doth thy will.
He who to bribes hath closed his hand,
To idols never bent the knee,
Now sworn in falsehood,—he shall stand
Redeemed, and owned, and kept by thee.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 94;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| 1851 | # 296 |
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