| Text: | Thy church, O Lord, that's planted here |
| Author: | Franklin |
1 Thy church, O Lord, that’s planted here,
O make it to increase
With numbers, blessed with filial fear,
Enjoying heavenly peace.
2 O may we all, dear Lord, as one,
United ever be,
Rejoicing in what Christ has done,
Who groaned upon the tree.
3 May all each other’s burdens bear;
Be simple, meek, and kind;
And keep us safe from every snare,
And all of humble mind.
| Text Information | |
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| First Line: | Thy church, O Lord, that's planted here |
| Author: | Franklin |
| Meter: | C. M. |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1844 |
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