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Tr. JANE MONTGOMERY CAMPBELL

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WILLIAM WALSHAM How

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ANNA LÆTITIA BARBAULD

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Lo! Summer Comes Again

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1. Lol summer comes a - gain; And aft - er spring-tide rain, The quick’ning

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sunbeams flood the world with light: See, high in night's clear skies, The joy of

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O Lord of heaven and earth,

Who givest joy and mirth,
Open our lips to show Thy wondrous praise;
Our hearts are dull and cold,

We leave Thy love untold;
O give us strength our anthems glad to raise.

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Each month we sow or reap,

Each hour we toil or sleep,
Thou givest life and joy, and Thou alone:

O grant to each and all

When death's dark shadows fall,
To stand true workers round our Master's throne.

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So, life's long task-work o'er,

Set free for evermore
We shall sit down at Thy great harvest-feast;

Reaper and sower met,

The burning heat forget,
And taste God's love, the greatest as the least. Amen.

EDWARD HAYES PLUMPTRE

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