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Abash'd be all the boast of age!
Be hoary learning dumb!
Expounder of the mystic page,
Behold an Infant come!
Oh Wisdom, whose unfading power
Beside the Eternal stood,
To frame, in nature's earliest hour
The land, the sky, the flood:
Yet didst not Thou disdain awhile
An infant form to wear;
To bless Thy mother with a smile,
And lisp Thy falter'd prayer.
But in Thy Father's own abode,
With Israel's elders round,
Conversing high with Israel's God
Thy chiefest joy was found.
So may our youth adore Thy name!
And, Saviour, deign to bless
With fostering grace the timid flame
Of early holiness!
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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MUSIC
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Name:
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LONDON NEW
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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1671,1968
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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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| # 335 | D | | # 42 | D | | # 218 | D | | # 65 | D | | # 335 | D | | # 258 | Eb | | # 224 | Eb | | # 373 | Eb |
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