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Anniversary hymn
F. M. Hawes
Blest be the spot that we call home.Where dwell sweet peace and love;
And blest the church, O God, that guides
To Thy dear home above.
Here week by week our voices lift
Glad hymns of love and praise,
To Him who giveth every gift,
And crowneth all our days.
Here have we heard Life's stirring word,
As on some Pisgah's height,
And oft our souls on eagle's wings
Have mounted with delight.
All hallowed be this sacred spot,
Whose memories so dear
Can brighten e'en the darkest lot,
Bring earth to heaven more near.