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When we, our wearied [weary] limbs to rest

Author: Nahum Tate, 1652-1715 Hymnal: Melodies of the Church #d1110 (1832) Languages: English
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When we, our wearied [weary] limbs to rest

Author: Nahum Tate, 1652-1715 Hymnal: Songs for the Sanctuary; or Psalms and Hymns for Christian Worship (Baptist Ed.) #1121 (1869)
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When we, our wearied [weary] limbs to rest

Author: Nahum Tate, 1652-1715 Hymnal: Songs for the Sanctuary #1121 (1875)
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When we, our wearied [weary] limbs to rest

Author: Nahum Tate, 1652-1715 Hymnal: Songs for the Sanctuary #1121 (1871)
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When we, our wearied limbs to rest

Hymnal: Songs for the Sanctuary; or, Psalms and Hymns for Christian Worship (Words only) #1121 (1868) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: The Church Progress and Missions; Church Afflicted Scripture: Psalm 137
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When we, our wearied limbs to rest

Hymnal: Songs for the Sanctuary #1121 (1868) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: The Church Progress and Missions; Church Afflicted Scripture: Psalm 137 Tune Title: ASHWELL
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When we, our wearied [weary] limbs to rest

Author: Nahum Tate, 1652-1715 Hymnal: Songs for the Sanctuary, or Hymns and Tunes for Christian Worship #1121 (1872)

When we, our wearied [weary] limbs to rest

Author: Nahum Tate, 1652-1715 Hymnal: Church Melodies, a Collection of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs #d1158 (1833) Languages: English

When we, our wearied [weary] limbs to rest

Author: Nahum Tate, 1652-1715 Hymnal: The Sabbath Hymn Book. Baptist ed. #d1212 (1858)
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When we, our weary limbs to rest

Hymnal: Church Hymn Book #P.CXXXVII (1816) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 When we, our wearied limbs to rest, Sat down by proud Euphrates' stream, We wept, with doleful thoughts opprest, And Zion was our mournful theme. 2 Our harps, that, when with joy we sung, Were wont their tuneful parts to bear, With silent strings neglected hung, On willow trees that wither'd there. 3 Meanwhile our foes, who all conspir'd To triumph in our slavish wrongs, Music and mirth of us requir'd, "Come, sing us one of Zion's songs." 4 How shall we tune our voice to sing, Or touch our Harps with skilful hands? Shall hymns of joy to God, our King, Be sung by slaves in foreign lands? 5 O Salem, our once happy seat! When I of thee forgetful prove, Let then my trembling hand forget The speaking strings with art to move. 6 If I to mention thee forbear, Eternal silence seize my tongue; Or if I sing one cheerful air, Till thy deliv'rance is my song. 7 Remember, Lord, how Edom's race, In thy own city's fatal day, Cry'd out, "Her stately walls deface, "And with the ground quite level lay." 8 Proud Babel's daughter, doom'd to be Of grief and woe the wretched prey; Bless'd is the man who shall to thee, The wrongs thou laidst on us repay. 9 Thrice bless'd, who with just rage possest And deaf to all the parents' moans, Shall snatch thy infants from the breast And dash their heads against the stones. Topics: The Babylonian Captivity Scripture: Psalm 137 Languages: English

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