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Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I,
To mourn, and murmur, and repine,
To see the wicked placed on high,
In pride and robes of honour shine!
But O their end, their dreadful end!
Thy sanctuary taught me so;
On slippery rocks I see them stand,
And fiery billows roll below.
Now let them boast how tall they rise,
I'll never envy them again;
There they may stand with haughty eyes,
Till they plunge deep in endless pain.
Their fancied joys, how fast they flee!
Just like a dream when man awakes;
Their songs of softest harmony
Are but a prelude to their plagues.
Now I esteem their mirth and wine
Too dear to purchase with my blood;
Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine,
My life, my portion, and my God.
---Alternative verses---
Their fancied joys, how fast they flee!
Just like a dream when man awakes;
Their songs of softest harmony
Are but a preface to their plagues.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 73; Ps 73:3;
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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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| | # 73 | | 1872 | # 73.1 | | 1866 | # 498 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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DUKE STREET
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Dates:
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1793
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 193 | No key | | # 351 | No key | | # 225 | No key | | # 246 | No key | | # 32 | No key | | # 49 | C | | # 289 | D | | # 398 | D | | # 231 | D | | # 107 | D | | # 387 | D | | # 384 | D | | # 12 | D | | # 212 | D | | # 381 | D | | # 184 | E | | # 1084 | E | | # 24 | Eb | | # 116 | Eb | | # 128 | Eb | | # 187 | Eb | | # 19 | Eb | | # 459 | Eb | | # 26 | Eb | | # 784 | Eb | | # 540 | Eb | | # 747.1 | No key | | # 120 | F | | # 424 | Bb | | # 658 | E | | # 53 | Eb | | # 5 | Eb |
ALTERNATIVE TUNES
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Name
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| 8 8 8 8 (L.M.) | | 8 8 8 8 (L.M.) | | 8 8 8 8 (L.M.) | | 8 8 8 8 D (D.L.M.) | | 8 8 8 8 (L.M.) |
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