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1 Lord, let Thy goodness lead our land,
Still saved by Thine almighty hand,
The tribute of its love to bring
To Thee, our Savior, and our King.
2 Let ev'ry sacred temple raise
Triumphant songs of holy praise;
Let ev'ry heart and ev'ry home
A temple, Lord, to Thee become.
3 Still be it our supreme delight
to walk as in Thy glorious sight;
Still in Thy precepts and Thy fear,
Till life's last hour, to persevere.
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | Lord, let Thy goodness lead our land |
| Meter: | L. M. |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1895 |
| Topic: | The Church Year; National Humiliation and Thanksgiving: Thanksgiving |
| Notes: | Source from Index: Pratt's Coll. |
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