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Thick clouds surround the throne,
but love sits regent there;
God ever just and good,
Demands our humble fear:
He speaks the word,
The billows rise;
He speaks again,
The tempest dies.
Through pains and pleasure mixed
This life’s a bitter sweet;
And heaven alone can make
Our happiness complete:
For that bright world,
Dear Lord, prepare;
And when prepared,
Oh seat us there!
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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6 6 6 6 4 4 4 4
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Dates:
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1818
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Bible Refs:
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Job 2:10; Ec 6:12;
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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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MUSIC
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Name:
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DARWALL'S 148TH
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Meter:
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6 6 6 6 8 8
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Dates:
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1770
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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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| # 376 | No key | | # 228 | C | | # 23 | C | | # 12 | C | | # 117 | C | | # 619 | C | | # 202 | C | | # 210 | C | | # 20 | C | | # 678 | C | | # 108 | D | | # 36 | D | | # 86 | D | | # 154 | D | | # 268 | D | | # 342 | D | | # 546 | D | | # 111 | Db | | # 4 | No key | | # 235 | D | | # 21 | D |
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