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<h2>WHEN ISRAEL, OF THE LORD BELOVED</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“The Lord went before them by day in a pillar of a cloud...and by night in a pillar of fire.” Exodus 13:21</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_s_c_scott_w.jpg" alt="Walter Scott (1771-1832)" width="120" height="179.333333333333"></td>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_s_c_scott_w.html" target="_blank">Walter Scott</a>, <em>Ivanhoe</em>, 1817.
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Melcombe,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_w_e_webbe_s.html" target="_blank">Samuel Webbe, Sr.</a>, 1782 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_m_melcombe.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>In Chapter 40 of <em>Ivanhoe</em>, Scott introduces the hymn:</p>
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<p>It was in the twilight of the day when her trial, if it could be called such, had taken place, that a low knock was heard at Rebecca’s prison-chamber. It disturbed not the inmate, who was then engaged in the evening prayer recommended by her religion, and which concluded with a hymn we have ventured thus to translate into English…</p>
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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_w_e_webbe_s_sr.gif" alt="Samuel Webbe, Sr. (1740-1816)" width="124" height="165.333333333333"></td>
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<p>When Israel, of the Lord beloved,<br>
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Out from the land of bondage came,<br>
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Her father’s God before her moved,<br>
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An awful Guide, in smoke and flame.</p>
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<p>By day, along the astonished lands<br>
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The cloudy pillar glided slow;<br>
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By night, Arabia’s crimsoned sands<br>
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Returned the fiery column’s glow.</p>
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<p>Thus present still, though now unseen,<br>
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When brightly shines the prosperous day,<br>
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Be thoughts of Thee a cloudy screen,<br>
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To temper the deceitful ray.</p>
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<p>And O, when gathers on our path,<br>
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In shade and storm, the frequent night,<br>
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Be Thou, long suffering, slow to wrath,<br>
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A burning and a shining light.</p>
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