Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even thine altars, O Lord of hosts, my King, and my God.
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It sounds to me reminiscent of late 18th or early 19th century shape note singing.
ReplyDeletePax et bonum,
Keith Töpfer