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<h2>O GOD OF EARTH AND ALTAR</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“God is the King of all the earth.” Psalm 47:7</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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<p><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_c_h_chesterton_gk.jpg" alt="Gilbert Keith Chesterton (1874-1936)" align="right" hspace="15" vspace="5" width="133.333333333333" height="180"><em>Words:</em> Gilbert Keith Chesterton, 1906.</p>
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Llangloffan,” Welsh melody from <em>Hymnau a Thonau</em>, by D. Evans, 1865 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_l_llanglof.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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<li>“King’s Lynn,” traditional English melody, arranged by <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_w_i_williams_rv.html" target="_blank">Ralph Vaughan Williams</a> in <em>The English Hymnal</em> (London: Oxford University Press, 1906) </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_k_i_kingslyn.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>O God of earth and altar, bow down and hear our cry,<br>
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Our earthly rulers falter, our people drift and die;<br>
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The walls of gold entomb us, the swords of scorn divide;<br>
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Take not Thy thunder from us, but take away our pride.</p>
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<p>From all that terror teaches, from lies of tongue and pen,<br>
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From all the easy speeches that comfort cruel men;<br>
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From sale and profanation of honor and the sword;<br>
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From sleep and from damnation, deliver us, good Lord!</p>
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<p>Tie in a living tether, the prince and priest and thrall;<br>
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Bind all our lives together, smite us and save us all;<br>
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In ire and exultation aflame with faith and free,<br>
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Lift up a living nation, a single sword to Thee.</p>
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