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<title>BLB Hymns</title>
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<h2>GOD OF THE NATIONS, NEAR AND FAR</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“May the Lord of peace Himself give you peace.” 2 Thessalonians 3:16</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_h_o_holmes_jh.jpg" alt="John Haynes Holmes (1879-1964) - His high school graduation picture." width="132.666666666667" height="207.333333333333"></td>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_h_o_holmes_jh.html" target="_blank">John Haynes Holmes</a>, 1911.
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<p><em>Music:</em> “St. Agnes,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_d_y_dykes_jb.html" target="_blank">John Bacchus Dykes</a>, 1866 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_s_t_stagnes.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_d_y_dykes_jb.jpg" alt="John Bacchus Dykes (1823-1876)" width="133.333333333333" height="200"></td>
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<p>God of the nations, near and far,<br>
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Ruler of all mankind,<br>
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Bless Thou Thy people as they strive<br>
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The paths of peace to find.</p>
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<p>The clash of arms still shakes the sky,<br>
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King battles still with king—<br>
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Wild through the frighted air of night<br>
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The bloody tocsins ring.</p>
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<p>But clearer far the friendly speech<br>
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Of scientists and seers,<br>
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The wise debate of statesmen and<br>
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The shouts of pioneers.</p>
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<p>And stronger far the claspèd hands<br>
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Of labor’s teeming throngs,<br>
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Who in a hundred tongues repeat<br>
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Their common creeds and songs.</p>
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<p>From shore to shore the peoples call<br>
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In loud and sweet acclaim,<br>
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The gloom of land and sea is lit<br>
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With Pentecostal flame.</p>
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<p>O Father! from the curse of war<br>
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We pray Thee give release,<br>
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And speed, O speed the blessèd day<br>
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Of justice, love and peace!</p>
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