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Strange and mysterious is my life.
What opposites I feel within!
A stable peace, a constant strife;
The rule of grace, the power of sin:
Too often I am captive led,
|:Yet daily triumph in my Head.:|
I prize the privilege of prayer,
But oh! what backwardness to pray!
Though on the Lord I cast my care,
I feel its burden every day;
I seek His will in all I do,
|:Yet find my own is working too.:|
I call the promises my own,
And prize them more
than mines of gold;
Yet though their sweetness
I have known,
They leave me unimpressed and cold
One hour upon the truth I feed,
|:The next I know not what I read.:|
I love the holy day of rest,
When Jesus meets
His gathered saints;
Sweet day, of all the week the best!
For its return my spirit pants:
Yet often, through my unbelief,
|:It proves a day of guilt and grief.:|
While on my Savior I rely,
I know my foes shall lose their aim,
And therefore dare their power defy,
Assured of conquest
through His Name,
But soon my confidence is slain,
|:And all my fears return again.:|
Thus different powers
within me strive,
And grace and sin by turns prevail;
I grieve, rejoice, decline, revive,
And victory hangs in doubtful scale:
But Jesus has His promise passed,
|:That grace shall overcome at last.:|
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LYRICS
Meter:
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8 8 8 8 8 8 extended
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Writer(s):
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Trans/Adapted:
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Dates:
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1779,1864
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Bible Refs:
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1 Co 10:13; Gal 5:17;
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MUSIC
Name:
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SOLID ROCK
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 r 8 8 8
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1863
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 404 | F | | # 283 | F | | # 902 | F | | # 158 | G | | # 33 | G |
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