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O CHRIST of God whose life and death Our ow

O CHRIST of God! whose life and death
Our own have reconciled
Most quietly most tenderly
Take home thy star named child!
Thy......

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The harp at Nature s advent strung Has never

The harp at Nature's advent strung
Has never ceased to play
The song the stars of morning sung
Has never died away.
And prayer i......

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In the outskirts of the village On the river

In the outskirts of the village
On the river's winding shores
Stand the Occidental plane trees
Stand the ancient sycamores.
O......

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Oh greenly and fair in the lands of the sun

Oh greenly and fair in the lands of the sun
The vines of the gourd and the rich melon run
And the rock and the tree and the cottage enfol......

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Pipes of the misty moorlands Voice of the gl

Pipes of the misty moorlands
Voice of the glens and hills
The droning of the torrents
The treble of the rills!
Not the braes of......

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