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Must friends and kindred droop and die?
And helpers be withdrawn?
While sorrow with a weeping eye
Counts up our comforts gone?
Be thou our comfort, mighty God!
Our helper and our friend;
Nor leave us in this dang'rous road
Till all our trails end.
O, may our feet pursue the way
Our pious fathers led!
With love and holy zeal obey
The counsels of the dead.
Let us be weaned from all below,
Let hope our grief expel,
While death invites our soul to go
Where our best kindred dwell.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Bible Refs:
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Zech 1:5;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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| 1851 | # 606 | | | # 47 |
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