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And is it so?
we shall be like Thy Son!
Is this the grace which He
for us has won?
Father of glory,
thought beyond all thought,
In glory, to His own
blest likeness brought.
O Jesus Lord,
who loved us like to Thee?
Fruit of Thy work, with Thee, too,
there to see
Thy glory, Lord,
while endless ages roll,
Thy saints the prize
and travail of Thy soul.
Yet it must be,
Thy love had not its rest
Were Thy redeemed not
with Thee fully blest;
That love that gives not
as the world, but shares
All it possesses
with its loved co-heirs.
Nor we alone,
Thy loved ones all, complete
In glory round Thee
there with joy shall meet,
All like Thee, for
Thy glory like Thee, Lord,
Object supreme of all,
by all adored.
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Meter:
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10 10 10 10
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Bible Refs:
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Rm 8:28-30;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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EVENTIDE
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10 10 10 10
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1861
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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| # 561 | No key | | # 18 | No key | | # 2 | Eb | | # 419 | Eb | | # 2 | Eb | | # 686 | Eb | | # 295 | Eb | | # 560 | Eb | | # 279 | Eb | | # 297 | Eb | | # 948 | Eb | | # 27 | Eb | | # 100 | Bb | | # 852 | No key | | # 828 | Eb | | # 15 | Bb |
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