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So fair a face bedewed with tears,
What beauty e’en in grief appears!
He wept, he bled, he died for you;
What more, ye saints, could Jesus do?
Enthroned above, with equal glow,
His strong affections downward flow;
In our distress he bears a part,
And shows his sympathising heart.
Still his compassions are the same,
He knows the frailty of our frame;
Our heaviest burdens he sustains,
Heals all our sorrows and our pains.
What pity dwelt within his breast,
Pity, by flowing tears expressed!
Oh may those tears our griefs remove,
Which speak so loud a Saviour’s love!
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Dates:
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1818
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Bible Refs:
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Jn 11:35; Heb 2:18;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1818 | # 70 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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CRICHLOW
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 445 | A |
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Hymn Writer
