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Amid the trials that I meet,
Amid the thorns that pierce my feet,
One thought remains
supremely sweet—
Thou thinkest, Lord, of me!
Thou thinkest, Lord, of me!
Thou thinkest, Lord, of me!
What need I fear when Thou art near,
And thinkest, Lord, of me!
The cares of life
come thronging fast,
Upon my soul their shadows cast;
Their gloom reminds
my heart at last—
Thou thinkest, Lord, of me!
Thou thinkest, Lord, of me!
Thou thinkest, Lord, of me!
What need I fear when Thou art near,
And thinkest, Lord, of me!
Let shadows come,
let shadows go,
Let life be bright,
or dark with woe,
I am content; for this I know—
Thou thinkest, Lord, of me!
Thou thinkest, Lord, of me!
Thou thinkest, Lord, of me!
What need I fear when Thou art near,
And thinkest, Lord, of me!
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 6 r 6 6 8 6
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Trans/Adapted:
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Dates:
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1893
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 40:17; Ez 16:60;
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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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| 1893 | # 228 | | | # 566 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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THOU THINKEST LORD OF ME
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Meter:
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8 8 8 6 r 6 6 8 6
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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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| # 566 | G | | # 228 | G |
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