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    REES.
  
  
    C.
  
  
    M.
  
  
    Original.
  
    "An
  
  
    house
  
  
    not
  
  
    made
  
  
    with
  
  
    hands."
  
  
    2
  
  
    Cor.
  
  
    5:1.
  
  
    Chorus.
  
    Key
  
  
    of
  
  
    D.
  
  
    Major.
  
    Edmund
  
  
    Dumas,
  
  
    1859.
  
  
    Alto
  
  
    by
  
  
    S.
  
  
    M.
  
  
    Denson,
  
  
    1911.
  
    1. There
  
  
    is
  
  
    a
  
  
    house
  
  
    not
  
  
    made
  
  
    with
  
  
    hands,
  
  
    E
  
  
    -
  
  
    ter
  
  
    -
  
  
    nal
  
  
    and
  
  
    on
  
  
    high;
  
    And
  
  
    here
  
  
    my
  
  
    spir
  
  
    -
  
  
    it
  
  
    wait
  
  
    -
  
  
    ing
  
  
    stands,
  
  
    Till
  
  
    God
  
  
    shall
  
  
    bid
  
  
    it
  
  
    fly.
  
  
    }
  
  
    I
  
  
    long
  
  
    to
  
  
    see
  
  
    my
  
  
    friends a-
  
    2. Shor-
  
  
    ly
  
  
    this
  
  
    pris
  
  
    -
  
  
    on
  
  
    of
  
  
    my
  
  
    clay
  
  
    Must
  
  
    be
  
  
    dis
  
  
    -
  
  
    solv'd
  
  
    and
  
  
    fall;
  
    Then,
  
  
    O
  
  
    my
  
  
    soul,
  
  
    with
  
  
    joy
  
  
    O
  
  
    -
  
  
    bey
  
  
    Thy
  
  
    heav'
  
  
    -
  
  
    ly
  
  
    Fath
  
  
    -
  
  
    er's
  
  
    call.
  
  
    }
  
  
    I
  
  
    long
  
  
    to
  
  
    see
  
  
    my
  
  
    friends a-
  
    3. 'Tis
  
  
    he,
  
  
    by
  
  
    his
  
  
    al
  
  
    -
  
  
    migh
  
  
    -
  
  
    ty
  
  
    grace,
  
  
    That
  
  
    forms
  
  
    thee
  
  
    fit
  
  
    for
  
  
    heav'n,
  
    An
  
  
    as
  
  
    an
  
  
    earn
  
  
    -
  
  
    est
  
  
    of
  
  
    the
  
  
    place,
  
  
    Has
  
  
    his
  
  
    own
  
  
    spir
  
  
    -
  
  
    it
  
  
    giv'n.
  
  
    }
  
  
    I
  
  
    long
  
  
    to
  
  
    see
  
  
    my
  
  
    friends a-
  
    gain,
  
  
    and
  
  
    hear
  
  
    them
  
  
    sweet-ly
  
  
    say,
  
  
    Come,
  
  
    wea
  
  
    -
  
  
    ry
  
  
    dove,
  
  
    Here
  
  
    is
  
  
    thy
  
  
    home,
  
  
    Then
  
  
    fold
  
  
    thy
  
  
    wings
  
  
    and
  
  
    stay.
  
    gain,
  
  
    and
  
  
    hear
  
  
    them
  
  
    sweet-ly
  
  
    say,
  
  
    Come,
  
  
    wea
  
  
    -
  
  
    ry
  
  
    dove,
  
  
    Here
  
  
    is
  
  
    thy
  
  
    home,
  
  
    Then
  
  
    fold
  
  
    thy
  
  
    wings
  
  
    and
  
  
    stay
  
    Elder
  
  
    Edward
  
  
    Dumas
  
  
    composed
  
  
    the
  
  
    above
  
  
    tune
  
  
    in
  
  
    1859
  
  
    for
  
  
    J.
  
  
    P.
  
  
    Rees,
  
  
    one
  
  
    of
  
  
    his
  
  
    musical
  
  
    brethren.
  
  
    Edward
  
  
    Dumas
  
  
    was
  
  
    for
  
  
    a
  
  
    long
  
  
    time
  
  
    Ordinary
  
  
    of
  
  
    Monroe
  
    county,
  
  
    Ga.
  
  
    He
  
  
    died
  
  
    there
  
  
    over
  
  
    thirty
  
  
    years
  
  
    ago.
  
  
    See
  
  
    different
  
  
    sketches
  
  
    of
  
  
    him,
  
  
    connected
  
  
    with
  
  
    his
  
  
    tune
  
  
    in
  
  
    this
  
  
    book.
  
  
    The
  
  
    hymn
  
  
    in
  
  
    the
  
  
    above
  
  
    tune
  
  
    was
  
  
    selected
  
    from
  
  
    Loyd's
  
  
    book
  
  
    ,
  
  
    1859,
  
  
    page
  
  
    598.