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<h2>WORD SUPREME, BEFORE CREATION</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.” John 1:1-2</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_k_e_keble_j.jpg" alt="John Keble (1792-1866)" width="133.333333333333" height="200"></td>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_k_e_keble_j.html" target="_blank">John Keble</a> (1792-1866).
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Tantum Ergo,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_w_e_webbe_s.html" target="_blank">Samuel Webbe</a>, <em>Motetts or Antiphons</em>, 1792 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_t_a_tantergo.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_w_e_webbe_s_sr.gif" alt="Samuel Webbe, Sr. (1740-1816)" align="right" width="124" height="165.333333333333"></td>
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<p>Word supreme, before creation<br>
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Born of God eternally,<br>
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Who didst will for our salvation<br>
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To be born on earth, and die;<br>
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Well Thy saints have kept their station,<br>
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Watching till Thine hour is nigh.</p>
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<p>Now ’tis come and faith espies Thee;<br>
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Like an eaglet in the morn,<br>
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One in steadfast worship eyes Thee;<br>
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Thy beloved, Thy latest born;<br>
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In Thy glory he descries Thee<br>
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Reigning from the tree of scorn.</p>
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<p>He first hoping and believing<br>
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Did beside the grave adore;<br>
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Latest he, the warfare leaving,<br>
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Landed on the eternal shore;<br>
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And his witness we receiving<br>
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Own Thee Lord forevermore.</p>
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<p>Much he asked in loving wonder,<br>
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On Thy bosom leaning, Lord!<br>
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In that secret place of thunder,<br>
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Answer kind didst Thou accord,<br>
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Wisdom for Thy church to ponder<br>
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Till the day of dread award.</p>
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<p>Lo! heaven’s doors lift up, revealing<br>
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How Thy judgments earthward move;<br>
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Scrolls unfolded, trumpets pealing,<br>
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Wine cups from the wrath above,<br>
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Yet o’er all a soft voice stealing—<br>
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“Little children, trust and love!”</p>
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<p>Thee, the Almighty King eternal,<br>
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Father of the eternal word;<br>
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Thee, the Father’s Word supernal,<br>
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Thee, of both, the Breath adored;<br>
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Heaven, and earth, and realms infernal<br>
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Own, one glorious God and Lord.</p>
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