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Beside the gospel pool
Appointed for the poor;
From year to year, my helpless soul
Has waited for a cure.
How often have I seen
The healing waters move;
And others, round me, stepping in
Their efficacy prove.
But my complaints remain,
I feel the very same;
As full of guilt, and fear, and pain.
As when at first I came.
O would the Lord appear
My malady to heal;
He knows how long
I've languished here;
And what distress I feel.
How often have I thought
Why should I longer lie?
Surely the mercy I have sought
Is not for such as I.
But whither can I go?
There is no other pool
Where streams
of sovereign virtue flow
To make a sinner whole.
Here then, from day to day,
I'll wait, and hope, and try;
Can Jesus hear a sinner pray,
Yet suffer him to die?
No: he is full of grace;
He never will permit
A soul, that fain would see his face,
To perish at his feet.
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LYRICS
Meter:
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6 6 8 6 (S.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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Jn 5:2-9;
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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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| 1815 | # 193 |
MUSIC
Name:
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SHIRLAND
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Meter:
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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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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| # 253 | G | | # 341 | G | | # 761 | G |
ALTERNATIVE TUNES
Name
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meter
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| 6 6 8 6 (S.M.) | | 6 6 8 6 (S.M.) | | 6 6 8 6 (S.M.) | | 6 6 8 6 (S.M.) |
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