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<h2>THERE SEEMS A VOICE IN EVERY GALE</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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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_o_p_opie_ea.gif" alt="Amelia Alderson Opie (1769-1853)" width="133.333333333333" height="159.333333333333"></td>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_o_p_opie_ea.html" target="_blank">Amelia Alderson Opie</a> (1769-1853).
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Arlington,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_a_r_arne_ta.html" target="_blank">Thomas Augustine Arne</a>, 1762; arranged by <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_h_a_harrison_r.html" target="_blank">Ralph Harrison</a>, 1784 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_a_arlingtn.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_a_r_arne_ta.jpg" alt="Thomas Augustine Arne (1710-1778)" width="100" height="130"></td>
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<p>There seems a voice in every gale,<br>
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A tongue in every flower,<br>
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Which tells, O Lord, the wondrous tale<br>
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Of Thy almighty power.</p>
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<p>The birds, that rise on quivering wing,<br>
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Proclaim their Maker’s praise,<br>
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And all the mingling sounds of spring<br>
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To Thee an anthem raise.</p>
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<p>Shall I be mute, great God, alone<br>
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’Midst nature’s loud acclaim?<br>
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Shall not my heart, with answering tone,<br>
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Breathe forth Thy holy Name?</p>
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<p>All nature’s debt is small to mine;<br>
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Nature shall cease to be;<br>
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Thou gavest proof of love divine,<br>
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Immortal life to me.</p>
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