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For my desponding soul,
What comfort shall I find,
Where is the sovereign healing balm
For an afflicted mind.
Oh may that hand which wounds,
My wounded spirit heal;
That God who now reveals his wrath,
His boundless love reveal.
Dear Lord, to thee I come,
And at thy feet would lie;
Speak thou the soul-reviving word,
Speak soon, or I must die.
Myself have I destroyed,
My help is found in thee;
I long to hear thy pardoning voice,
Thy smiling face to see.
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Name:
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DONCASTER (BETHLEHEM)
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Meter:
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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Dates:
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1837
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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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| # 170 | C | | # 530 | D | | # 574 | D | | # 202 | D | | # 267 | D | | # 390 | D | | # 306 | D | | # 513 | D | | # 685 | D | | # 807 | D | | # 692 | D |
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