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The Male Chorus No. 1: for use in gospel meetings, Christian associations and other religious services

Editor: Ira D. Sankey, George C. Stebbins
Publisher: The Biglow & Main Co., Chicago; New York, 1888
Language: English
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101Oh, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light[Oh, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light]Page Scan
102Ye friends of Temp'rance, wake to duty[Ye friends of Temp'rance, wake to duty]Page Scan
103Ye sons of France, awake to glory![Ye sons of France, awake to glory!]Page Scan
104Flee as a bird to your mountain[Flee as a bird to your mountain]Page Scan
105Rock'd in the cradle of the deep[Rock'd in the cradle of the deep]Page Scan
106Three fishers went sailing out into the west[Three fishers went sailing out into the west]Page Scan
107Oft in the stilly night, ere slumber's chain hath bound me[Oft in the stilly night, ere slumber's chain hath bound me]Page Scan
108A dainty plant is the Ivy green[A dainty plant is the Ivy green]Page Scan
109How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood[How dear to this heart are the scenes of my childhood]Page Scan
110'Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam['Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam]Page Scan
111'Tis the last rose of summer['Tis the last rose of summer]Page Scan
112John Anderson my Jo John, when nature first began[John Anderson my Jo Joh, when nature first began]Page Scan
113Maxwelton's braes are bonnie[Maxwelton's braes are bonnie]Page Scan
114Nigh to a grave that was newly made[Nigh to a grave that was newly made]Page Scan
115Oh, the old house at home, where my forefathers dwelt[Oh, the old house at home, where my forefathers dwelt]Page Scan
116When the swallows homeward fly[When the swallows homeward fly]Page Scan
117I'm very fond of a social glass[I'm very fond of a social glass]Page Scan
118Oh! had I wings, like a dove, I would fly[Oh! had I wings, like a dove, I would fly]Page Scan

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