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HYMN I. L. M. [RICHARDS.]
Introductory to the Work.

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HOUGH various names, O Lord divide The diff'ring tribes, of Adam's race; Yet all to him, to thee allied, Are fons of wrath, and heirs of grace.

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2 One law of death condemns the whole,
The east, the welt, the south, the north
And one free gift gives life to all
The prefent, future, past of earth.

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From one, all nations, kindreds fprung;
To one they tend; that one art Thou:
Then be thy praise in concert fung,
By all thine offspring, here below.

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HYMN II. L. M. [RICHARDS.]
Praife for Creation.

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HILST Elders fall before thy throne,
The golden throne whose base is love i
To man, they make thy pleasure known,
The cause of life below, above.

2 Thou Lord, art worthy, loud they cry, Of glory, honor, pow'r divine:

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