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The Lord will happiness divine
On contrite hearts bestow;
Then tell me, gracious God, is mine
A contrite heart or no?
I hear, but seem to hear in vain,
Insensible as steel;
If aught is felt, ’tis only pain,
To find I cannot feel.
I sometimes think myself inclined
To love Thee if I could;
But often feel another mind,
Averse to all that’s good.
My best desires are faint and few,
I fain would strive for more;
But when I cry, “My strength renew!”
Seem weaker than before.
Thy saints are comforted, I know,
And love Thy house of prayer;
I therefore go where others go,
But find no comfort there.
Oh make this heart rejoice, or ache;
Decide this doubt for me;
And if it be not broken, break,
And heal it, if it be.
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LYRICS
Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Trans/Adapted:
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Dates:
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1779
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 51:17; Is 47:15;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1826 | # 181 | | 1925 | # 298 |
MUSIC
Name:
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SOHO
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1881
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ALTERNATIVE TUNES
Name
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meter
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| 8 6 8 6 (C.M.) | | 8 6 8 6 (C.M.) |
echo ' | ';
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