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<title>BLB Hymns</title>
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<h2>DAILY, DAILY, SING THE PRAISES</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“The wall was made of jasper, and the city of pure gold, as pure as glass.” Revelation 21:18</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_b_a_baring-gould_s.jpg" alt="Sabine Baring-Gould (1834-1924)" width="110.666666666667" height="176.666666666667"></td>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_b_a_baring-gould_s.html" target="_blank">Sabine Baring-Gould</a>, 1865.
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Daily, Daily,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_h_e_hemy_hf.html" target="_blank">Henri Frederick Hemy</a>, 1865 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_d_dalydaly.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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<p>Daily, daily, sing the praises<br>
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Of the city God hath made;<br>
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In the beauteous fields of Eden<br>
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Its foundation stones are laid.</p>
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<p class="refrain">Refrain</p>
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<p class="refrain">O that I had wings of angels,<br>
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Here to spread and heavenward fly!<br>
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I would seek the gates of Zion,<br>
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Far beyond the starry sky.</p>
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<p>All the walls of that dear city<br>
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Are of bright and burnished gold;<br>
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It is matchless in its beauty,<br>
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And its treasures are untold.</p>
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<p class="refrain">Refrain</p>
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<p>In the midst of that dear city<br>
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Christ is reigning on His seat,<br>
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And the angels swing their censers<br>
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In a ring about His feet.</p>
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<p class="refrain">Refrain</p>
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<p>From the throne a river issues,<br>
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Clear as crystal, passing bright,<br>
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And it traverses the city<br>
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Like a sudden beam of light.</p>
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<p class="refrain">Refrain</p>
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<p>There the meadows green and dewy<br>
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Shine with lilies wondrous fair;<br>
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Thousand, thousand, are the colors<br>
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Of the waving flowers there.</p>
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<p class="refrain">Refrain</p>
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<p>There the forests ever blossom,<br>
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Like our orchards here in May;<br>
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There the gardens never wither,<br>
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But eternally are gay.</p>
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<p class="refrain">Refrain</p>
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<p>There the wind is sweetly fragrant,<br>
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And is laden with the song<br>
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Of the seraphs, and the elders,<br>
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And the great redeemèd throng.</p>
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<p class="refrain">Refrain</p>
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<p>O I would my ears were open<br>
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Here to catch that happy strain!<br>
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O I would my eyes some vision<br>
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Of that Eden would attain!</p>
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<p class="refrain">Refrain</p>
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