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angels round the throne:

ex - alt ed thus;" and pow'r di- vine; air, and earth, and seas,

us.

Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, But all their joys are one.
"Wor-thy the Lamb," our lips re- ply,
And blessings, more than we can give,

Conspire to lift Thy glories high,

"For He was slain for
Be, Lord,for-ev

er Thine. And speak Thine endless praise. A - men.

Bp. THOMAS KEN, 1709

LOUIS BOURGEOIS, 1551

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Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow; Praise Him all crea-tures here below,

2. Still thro' the clo

ven skies they come, With peace-ful wings un - furled, beneath life's crushing load, Whose forms are bend-ing low, 4. For lo, the days are hastening on, By proph-et bards fore- told,

3. And ye,

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Anon. Latin, 17th Century

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ADESTE FIDELES Irregular

Anon, 1753

1. O come, all ye faith-ful, joy-ful and tri-umph- ant, O come ye to
Sing, choirs of an - gels, sing in ex - ultation, Sing, all
Hail! Lord, we greet Thee, born this hap-py morn- ing, O Jesus! for

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