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     marker 99|  |  |  |  | There is a stream,
 whose gentle flow
 Supplies the city of our God;
 Life, love, and joy,
 still gliding through,
 And wat’ring our Divine abode.
 
 
 That sacred stream, Thy holy Word,
 Supports our faith, our fears controls;
 Sweet peace Thy promises afford,
 And give new strength
 to fainting souls.
 
 
 Loud may the troubled ocean roar:
 In sacred peace our souls abide;
 While every nation, every shore.
 Trembles, and dreads
 the swelling tide.
 
 
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LYRICS
 
      
        | Meter: | 8  8  8  8   (L.M.) 
 |  | Writer(s): |  |  | Trans/Adapted: |  |  | Dates: | 
 |  | Bible Refs: | Ps 46:4; 
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
  
   
         | Hymn/Song Book | Year | Song # |  |  |  | # 269 |  
	
MUSIC
 
    
        | Name: | WARD (HEALING BALM) 
 |  | Meter: | 8  8  8  8   (L.M.) 
 |  | Writer(s): |  |  | Dates: | 1830 
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
  
   
        | Hymn/Song Book | Song # | Key |  |  | # 269 | Bb |  |  | # 102 | Bb |  |  | # 199 | Bb |  |  | # 165 | Bb |  |  | # 231 | Bb |  |  | # 405 | Bb |  
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