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All nature dies, and lives again;
The flowers that paint the field,
The trees that crown the mountain�s brow,
And boughs and blossoms yield.
Resign the honours of their form
At winter�s stormy blast,
And leave the naked, leafless plain
A desolated waste.
Yet soon reviving plants and flowers
Anew shall deck the plain;
The woods. shall hear the voice of spring,
And flourish green again.
So, to the dreary grave consigned,
Man sleeps in death�s dark gloom,
Until th�eternal morning wake
The slumbers of the tomb.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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| 2005 | # 441 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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ELIZABETHTOWN
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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1838
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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| # 392 | Eb | | # 799 | Eb |
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