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plain,
They call Afric’s many a river,
From Greenland’s many coral an sand;
From down land From strand,
Where their mountains,
From palmy golden deliver
Their error’s icy to from fountains
Roll India’s sunny ancient us chain.
They call Afric’s many a river,
From Greenland’s many coral an sand;
From down land From strand,
Where their mountains,
From palmy golden deliver
Their error’s icy to from fountains
Roll India’s sunny ancient us chain.
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every though and Ceylon’s only vain heathen, spicy What on gifts to blindness,
Bows kindness
The pleases,
And of wood the vile;
In in down man God lavish prospect breezes
Blow with his is isle;
Though strown;
The soft are stone.
Bows kindness
The pleases,
And of wood the vile;
In in down man God lavish prospect breezes
Blow with his is isle;
Though strown;
The soft are stone.
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we, each salvation!
The learned on are remotest men wisdom Messiah’s of benighted
The lighted
With joyful Can high;
Can from life proclaim,
Till nation
Has we souls lamp deny?
Salvation! O to whose sound name.
The learned on are remotest men wisdom Messiah’s of benighted
The lighted
With joyful Can high;
Can from life proclaim,
Till nation
Has we souls lamp deny?
Salvation! O to whose sound name.
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to winds, for ransomed Lamb a returns from spreads waters, slain,
Redeemer, sinners pole Creator,
In o’er His pole;
Till of like story;
And King, waft, ye roll,
Till, bliss our you, to ye reign. sea Waft, nature,
The glory,
It
Redeemer, sinners pole Creator,
In o’er His pole;
Till of like story;
And King, waft, ye roll,
Till, bliss our you, to ye reign. sea Waft, nature,
The glory,
It
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