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I waited for the Lord most high,
And He inclined to hear my cry;
He took me from destruction’s pit
And from the miry clay;
Upon a rock he set my feet,
And steadfast made my way.
A new and joyful song of praise
He taught my thankful heart to raise;
And many, seeing me restored,
Shall fear the Lord and trust;
And blest are they that trust the Lord,
The humble and the just.
O Lord my God, how manifold
Thy wondrous works which I behold,
And all Thy loving, gracious thought
Thou hast bestowed on man;
To count Thy mercies I have sought,
But boundless is their span.
Not sacrifice delights the Lord,
But he who hears and keeps His Word;
Thou gavest me to hear Thy will,
Thy law is in my heart;
I come the Scripture to fulfill,
Glad tidings to impart.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 6 8 6
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Dates:
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1912
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 40;
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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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MUSIC
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DUNSTAN
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8 8 8 6 8 6
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Dates:
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1893
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