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When this passing world is done
And our heavenly home is won,
When we look along the road
Which has led to that abode,
Then, Lord, shall we fully know,
Not till then, how much we owe.
When we stand before the throne,
Robed in glories like thy own,
When we see thee as thou art,
Never more from thee to part,
Then, Lord, shall we fully know,
Not till then, how much we owe.
When the scenes of heaven appear,
When its rapturous hymns we hear,
When thy countless saints we see
Holy, loving, blessed, like thee,
Then, Lord, shall we fully know,
Not till then, how much we owe.
Yet since we are rescued thus,
Not for any good in us,
Living because thou hast died,
Ransomed, pardoned, sanctified,
Make us, Lord, on earth to know
More and more, how much we owe.
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ALETTA
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7 7 7 7
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Dates:
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1858
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Key
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| # 179 | F | | # 273 | F | | # 660 | F | | # 104 | F | | # 442 | F |
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