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Now, in a song of grateful praise,
To my dear Lord my voice I’ll raise;
With all His saints I’ll join to tell—
My Jesus has done all things well.
All worlds His glorious power confess,
His wisdom all His works express;
But oh! His love what tongue can tell?
My Jesus has done all things well.
How sovereign, powerful and free
Has been His love to sinful me!
He plucked me from the jaws of hell—
My Jesus has done all things well.
I spurned His grace, O broke His laws,
And yet He undertook my cause,
To save me, though I did rebel;
My Jesus has done all things well.
Though many a fiery, flaming dart
The tempter levels at my heart—
With this I all his rage repel:
My Jesus has done all things well.
And since our souls have known His love,
What mercies has He made us prove;
Mercies which all our praise excel,
My Jesus hath done all things well.
When'er my Saviour and my God
Has on me laid his gentle rod,
I know, in all that has befell,
My Jesus hath done all things well.
Though often fiery, flaming dart
The tempter levels at my heart;
With this l all his rage repel—
My Jesus hath done all things well.
Sometimes my Lord his face does hide,
To make me pray or kill my pride;
Yet then it on my mind does dwell
My Jesus hath done all things well.
Soon shall I pass the vale of death,
And in his arms shall lose my breath;
Yet then my happy soul shall tell,
My Jesus hath done all things well.
And when to that bright world I rise,
And claim my mansion in the skies,
Above the rest this note shall swell:
My Jesus has done all things well.
---Alternative verses---
Now, in a song of grateful praise,
To thee, O Lord my voice I’ll raise;
With all His saints I’ll join to tell—
My Jesus has done all things well.
All worlds His glorious power confess;
His wisdom all His works express;
But, oh His love! --- what tongue can tell?
For Jesus hath done all things well.
How sovereign, powerful and free
Has been His love to sinful me!
Thou saved'st me from the jaws of hell—
My Jesus has done all things well.
And since our souls have known His love,
What mercies has He made us prove;
Mercies which all our praise excel,
For Jesus hath done all things well.
And when on that bright day we rise,
And join the anthems of the skies,
In ceaseless song this note shall swell,
That Jesus hath done all things well.
Since e'er my soul has known His love,
What mercies He has made me prove;
Mercies which all our praise excel,
My Jesus hath done all things well.
And when to that bright world I rise,
And join the anthems of the skies,
Above the rest this note shall swell:
My Jesus has done all things well.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1776-06
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Bible Refs:
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Mk 7:37;
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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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| 1815 | # 374 | | 1981 | # 169 | | 1881 | # 100 | | 1986 | # 14 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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TRURO
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1789
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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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| # 301 | C | | # 645 | C | | # 22 | C | | # 190 | C | | # 240 | C | | # 433 | C | | # 20 | C | | # 123 | D | | # 102 | D | | # 247 | D | | # 676 | D | | # 233 | D | | # 272 | D | | # 628 | D | | # 403 | D |
ALTERNATIVE TUNES
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Name
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meter
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| 8 8 8 8 (L.M.) | | 8 8 8 8 (L.M.) |
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