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    THE
  
  
    BOWER
  
  
    OF
  
  
    PRAYER.
  
  
    11s.
  
    "
  
  
    Thine
  
  
    own
  
  
    friend,
  
  
    and
  
  
    thy
  
  
    father's
  
  
    friend,
  
  
    forsake
  
  
    not."-PROV.
  
  
    27:10.
  
    Re-arr.
  
  
    by
  
  
    E.
  
  
    J.
  
  
    KING.
  
  
    Key
  
  
    of
  
  
    A.
  
    REV.
  
  
    JOHN
  
  
    OSBORN,
  
  
    1815.
  
    1.
  
  
    To
  
  
    leave
  
  
    my
  
  
    dear
  
  
    friends,
  
  
    and
  
  
    with
  
  
    neigh-bors
  
  
    to
  
  
    part,
  
  
    And
  
  
    go
  
  
    from
  
  
    my
  
  
    home
  
  
    it
  
  
    af-flicts
  
  
    not
  
  
    my
  
  
    heart,
  
  
    Like
  
  
    thoughts
  
  
    of
  
  
    ab -
  
    2.
  
  
    Dear
  
  
    bow'r,
  
  
    where
  
  
    the
  
  
    pine
  
  
    and
  
  
    the
  
  
    pop
  
  
    -
  
  
    lar
  
  
    have
  
  
    spread,
  
  
    And
  
  
    wove
  
  
    with
  
  
    the
  
  
    branch
  
  
    -
  
  
    es
  
  
    a
  
  
    roof
  
  
    o'er
  
  
    my
  
  
    head;
  
  
    How
  
  
    oft
  
  
    have
  
  
    I
  
    3.
  
  
    The
  
  
    ear
  
  
    -
  
  
    ly
  
  
    shrill
  
  
    notes
  
  
    of
  
  
    the
  
  
    night
  
  
    -
  
  
    in
  
  
    -
  
  
    gale
  
  
    That
  
  
    dwelt
  
  
    in
  
  
    my
  
  
    bow
  
  
    -
  
  
    er
  
  
    I
  
  
    ob-served
  
  
    as
  
  
    my
  
  
    bell,
  
  
    To
  
  
    call
  
  
    me
  
  
    to
  
    sent
  
  
    -
  
  
    ing
  
  
    my
  
  
    -
  
  
    self
  
  
    for
  
  
    a
  
  
    day,
  
  
    From
  
  
    that
  
  
    bless
  
  
    -
  
  
    ed
  
  
    re-treat
  
  
    where
  
  
    I've
  
  
    cho
  
  
    -
  
  
    sen
  
  
    to
  
  
    pray,
  
  
    Where
  
  
    I've
  
  
    cho
  
  
    -
  
  
    sen
  
  
    to
  
  
    pray.
  
  
    pray.
  
    knelt
  
  
    on
  
  
    the
  
  
    ev
  
  
    -
  
  
    er
  
  
    -
  
  
    green
  
  
    there,
  
  
    And
  
  
    pour
  
  
    -
  
  
    ed
  
  
    out
  
  
    my
  
  
    soul
  
  
    to
  
  
    my
  
  
    Sav
  
  
    -
  
  
    iour
  
  
    in
  
  
    pray'r,
  
  
    To
  
  
    my
  
  
    Sav
  
  
    -
  
  
    iour
  
  
    in
  
  
    pray'r.
  
  
    pray'r.
  
    du -
  
  
    ty
  
    while
  
  
    birds
  
  
    of
  
  
    the
  
  
    air
  
  
    Sang
  
  
    an
  
  
    -
  
  
    thems
  
  
    of
  
  
    prais-es
  
  
    as
  
  
    I
  
  
    went
  
  
    to
  
  
    my
  
  
    pray'r,
  
  
    As
  
  
    I
  
  
    went
  
  
    to
  
  
    my
  
  
    pray'r.
  
  
    pray'r.
  
    John
  
  
    Osborn
  
  
    was
  
  
    born
  
  
    in
  
  
    New
  
  
    Hampshire,
  
  
    and
  
  
    belonged
  
  
    to
  
  
    the
  
  
    Christian
  
  
    denomination.
  
  
    It
  
  
    is
  
  
    said
  
  
    that
  
  
    this
  
  
    tune
  
  
    was
  
  
    originally
  
  
    arranged
  
  
    from
  
  
    a
  
  
    flute
  
  
    interlude
  
    in
  
  
    one
  
  
    of
  
  
    Haydn's
  
  
    themes.
  
  
    The
  
  
    warbling
  
  
    notes
  
  
    of
  
  
    the
  
  
    air
  
  
    are
  
  
    full
  
  
    of
  
  
    heartfeeling,
  
  
    and,
  
  
    usually,
  
  
    the
  
  
    best
  
  
    available
  
  
    treble
  
  
    voices
  
  
    sing
  
  
    it
  
  
    as
  
  
    a
  
  
    solo.
  
    In
  
  
    compiling
  
  
    "
  
  
    Sacred
  
  
    Harp,"
  
  
    E.
  
  
    J.
  
  
    King
  
  
    made
  
  
    slight
  
  
    changes
  
  
    in
  
  
    the
  
  
    words
  
  
    and
  
  
    notes,
  
  
    but
  
  
    not
  
  
    enough
  
  
    to
  
  
    give
  
  
    him
  
  
    credit
  
  
    for
  
  
    the
  
  
    above
  
  
    tune.