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The Burial Of Moses

The Burial Of Moses

By Nebo's lonely mountain,

On this side Jordan's wave,

In a vale in the land of Moab,

There lies a lonely grave.

But no man dug that sepulchre,

And no man saw it e'er;

For the angels of God upturned the sod,

And laid the dead man there.

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Jesus Calls Us

Jesus Calls Us

Jesus calls us; o'er the tumult

of our life's wild, restless sea,

day by day his clear voice soundeth,

saying, "Christian, follow me;"

as, of old, Saint Andrew heart it

by the Galilean lake,

turned from home and toil and kindred,

leaving all for his dear sake.

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There Is A Green Hill

There Is A Green Hill

THERE is a green hill far away,

Without a city wall,

Where the dear Lord was crucified,

Who died to save us all.

We may not know, we cannot tell

What pains he had to bear,

But we believe it was for us

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Maker of Heaven and Earth [All things bright and beautiful]

Maker of Heaven and Earth [All things bright and beautiful]

All things bright and beautiful,

All creatures great and small,

All things wise and wonderful,

The Lord God made them all.

Each little flower that opens,

Each little bird that sings,

He made their glowing colours,

He made their tiny wings.

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All Things Bright And Beauteous

All Things Bright And Beauteous

All things bright and beauteous

All creatures great and small,

All things wise and wondrous,

The LORD GOD made them all.

Each little flower that opens,

Each little bird that sings,

He made their glowing colours,

He made their tiny wings.

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