Rediscovering the hymns of the Chartists

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This recent article I wrote for the Church Times was absolutely fascinating to research: http://www.churchtimes.co.uk/articles/2013/4-october/features/features/the-battle-hymns-of-the-public. To read some powerful poetry about gospel-inspired social justice, take a look at the only surviving copy of the National Chartist Hymn book: http://www.calderdale.gov.uk/wtw/search/controlservlet?PageId=Detail&DocId=102253

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