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324 Scotland




Awake, our souls, away our fears,
Let ev'ry trembling thought be gone,
Awake, and run the heav'nly road,
And put a cheerful courage on.

Swift as the eagle cuts the air,
We'll mount aloft to thine abode,
On wings of love our souls shall fly,
Nor tire amidst the heav'nly road.


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http://shenandoah.harmony.sacredharpbremen.org/resources/songs/300---399/324-scotland/324%20Scotland%20synth%20text%201%20Treble%20%28f%29.mp3
http://shenandoah.harmony.sacredharpbremen.org/resources/songs/300---399/324-scotland/324%20Scotland%20synth%20text%201%20Treble%20%28m%29.mp3
http://shenandoah.harmony.sacredharpbremen.org/resources/songs/300---399/324-scotland/324%20Scotland%20synth%20text%202%20Alto.mp3
http://shenandoah.harmony.sacredharpbremen.org/resources/songs/300---399/324-scotland/324%20Scotland%20synth%20text%203%20Tenor.mp3
http://shenandoah.harmony.sacredharpbremen.org/resources/songs/300---399/324-scotland/324%20Scotland%20synth%20text%204%20Bass.mp3
http://shenandoah.harmony.sacredharpbremen.org/resources/songs/300---399/324-scotland/324%20Scotland%20synth%20text.mp3



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