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Before the day star knew its place,
Or planets went their round,
The church in bonds of sov'reign grace,
Was one with Jesus found.
In all that Jesus did on earth,
His church an int'rest have;
Go, trace him from his humble birth
Down to the silent grave.
'Twas for his saints he tasted death;
All glory to his name!
And when he yeilded up his breath,
With Him, his saints o'ercame.
With Him His members on the tree
Fulfilled the law's demands;
'Tis, "I in them, and they in me,"
For thus the union stands.
Since Jesus slept among the dead,
His saints have naught to fear;
For with their gracious, suff'ring Head,
His members sojourned there.
When from the tomb we see him rise,
Triumphant o'er his foes
He bore his members to the skies,
And with him they arose.
Ye saints, this union can't disolve,
By which all things are yours,
Long as eternal years revolve,
Or Diety endures.
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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ST. FULBERT
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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1849
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| # 108 | D | | # 205 | D | | # 8 | D | | # 189 | D | | # 48 | E | | # 1010 | E | | # 604 | E | | # 125 | E | | # 628 | Eb | | # 306 | Eb | | # 816.2 | No key |
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