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<title>BLB Hymns</title>
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<h2>THE SKY CAN STILL REMEMBER</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of His hands.” Psalm 19:1</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_b_r_brooks_p.jpg" alt="Phillips Brooks (1835-1893)" align="right" hspace="15" vspace="5" width="116.666666666667" height="153.333333333333"><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_b_r_brooks_p.html" target="_blank">Phillips Brooks</a> (1835-1893).</p>
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Chenies,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_m_a_matthews_tr.html" target="_blank">Timothy Richard Matthews</a> (1826-1910) </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_c_chenies.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>The sky can still remember the earliest Christmas morn,<br>
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When in the cold December the Savior Christ was born.<br>
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No star unfolds its glory, no trumpet wind is blown,<br>
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But tells the Christmas story in music of its own.</p>
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<p>O never failing splendor! O never silent song!<br>
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Still keep the green earth tender, still keep the gray earth strong,<br>
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Still keep the brave earth dreaming of deeds that shall be done,<br>
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While children’s lives come streaming like sunbeams from the sun.</p>
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<p>O angels sweet and splendid, throng in our hearts and sing<br>
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The wonders which attended the coming of the King;<br>
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Till we too, boldly pressing where once the shepherds trod,<br>
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Climb Bethlehem’s Hill of Blessing, and find the Son of God.</p>
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