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<h2>COME, LET US TO THE LORD OUR GOD</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“A broken and contrite heart, O God, You will not despise.” Psalm 51:17</h3></p>
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<p><em><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_d_o_dougall_n.jpg" align="right" hspace="15" vspace="5" alt="Neil Dougall (1776-1862)" width="133.333333333333" height="190.666666666667">Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_m_o_morison_j.html" target="_blank">John Morison</a>, <em>Scottish Paraphrases</em>, 1781.</p>
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Kilmarnock,” Neil Dougall (1776-1862) </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_k_i_kilmarnok.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>Come, let us to the Lord our God<br>
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With contrite hearts return;<br>
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Our God is gracious, nor will leave<br>
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The desolate to mourn.
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<p>His voice commands the tempest forth<br>
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And stills the stormy wave;<br>
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And though His arm be strong to smite,<br>
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’Tis also strong to save.</p>
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<p>Long hath the night of sorrow reigned,<br>
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The dawn shall bring us light;<br>
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God shall appear, and we shall rise<br>
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With gladness in His sight.</p>
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<p>Our hearts, if God we seek to know,<br>
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Shall know Him, and rejoice;<br>
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His coming like the morn shall be,<br>
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Like morning songs His voice.</p>
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<p>As dew upon the tender herb<br>
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Diffusing fragrance round,<br>
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As show’rs that usher in the spring,<br>
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And cheer the thirsty ground.</p>
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<p>So shall His presence bless our souls,<br>
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And shed a joyful light;<br>
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That hallowed morn shall chase away<br>
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The sorrows of the night.</p>
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