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To thee, O God of hosts, we pray;
thy wonted goodness, Lord, renew;
From heav'n, thy throne, this vine survey,
and her sad state with pity view.
Behold the vineyard made by thee,
which thy right hand did guard so long;
And keep that branch from danger free,
which for thyself thou mad'st so strong.
To wasting flames 'tis made a prey,
and all its spreading boughs cut down,
At thy rebuke they soon decay,
and perish at thy dreadful frown.
Crown thou the king with good success,
by thy right hand secured from wrong:
The son of man in mercy bless,
whom for thyself thou mad'st so strong.
So shall we still continue free
from whatsoe'er deserves thy blame;
And, if once more revived by thee,
will always praise thy holy Name.
Do thou convert us, Lord; do thou
the luster of thy face display;
And all the ills we suffer now,
like scattered clouds shall pass away.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Dates:
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1696,1821
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 80:14-19;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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MUSIC
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Name:
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HURSLEY
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Dates:
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1774,1855
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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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| # 577 | No key | | # 20 | No key | | # 15 | F | | # 412 | F | | # 302 | F | | # 942 | F | | # 24 | F | | # 333 | F | | # 541 | F |
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