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My God! how perfect are thy ways!
But mine polluted are;
Sin twines itself about my praise,
And slides into my prayer.
When I would speak what thou hast done
To save me from my sin;
I cannot make thy mercies known
But self-applause creeps in.
Divine desire, that holy flame
Thy grace creates in me;
Alas! impatience is its name,
When it returns to thee.
This heart, a fountain of vile thoughts,
How does it overflow?
While self upon the surface floats
Still bubbling from below.
Let others in the gaudy dress
Of fancied merit shine;
The Lord shall be my righteousness
The Lord for ever mine.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1779
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Bible Refs:
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Jer 23:5-6;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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ST. AGNES, DURHAM
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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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1866
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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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| # 278 | No key | | # 84 | No key | | # 60 | A | | # 46 | Ab | | # 135 | Ab | | # 536 | F | | # 486 | G | | # 79 | G | | # 128 | G | | # 129 | G | | # 308 | G | | # 276 | G | | # 374 | G | | # 327 | G | | # 289 | G | | # 5 | G | | # 137 | G | | # 201 | G | | # 178 | G | | # 450 | G | | # 322 | G | | # 769 | G |
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