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Hymn Ye

BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC Writer Julia Ward Howe Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the

lived on his sword The god of war his only lord Into the depths of hell Go all he fell Take thy shield take thy sword All thy weapons to the sky Ye

Venite adoremus Venite adoremus Dominum. O come, all ye faithful, Joyful and triumphant, O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem. Come and behold Him, Born

go for ancient wisdom I don't believe just 'cause ideas are tenacious It means that they're worthy I get freaked out by churches Some of the hymns that

hymn again: "To God on high be glory, And peace on earth to men!" While thus they sing your Monarch, Those bright angelic bands, Rejoice, ye vales and

freed. The enemy within us - is well armed to spoil and rape, and this mighty heart grows weaker with each liberty they take, so come ye from the shadows

canteen. Saying -- how's your granny and good old Ernie: he coughed up a tenner on a premium bond win. The legends (worded in the ancient tribal hymn

lived on his sword The god of war his only lord Into the depths of hell Go all he fell Take thy shield take thy sword All thy weapons to the sky Ye shall

hymn again: "To God on high be glory, And peace on earth to men!" While thus they sing your Monarch, Those bright angelic bands, Rejoice, ye vales and