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When Thou, my righteous Judge shall come
To take Thy ransomed people home,
Shall I among them stand?
Shall such a worthless worm as I,
Who sometimes am afraid to die,
Be found at Thy right hand?
I love to meet Thy people now,
Before Thy gracious feet to bow,
Though vilest of them all:
But can I bear the piercing thought?
What if my name should be left out,
When Thou for them shalt call?
O Lord, prevent it by Thy grace;
Be Thou my only hiding place,
In this, the accepted day;
Thy pardoning voice oh let me hear,
To still my unbelieving fear,
Nor let me fall, I pray.
Let me among Thy saints be found
Whene'er the archangel's trump shall sound,
To see Thy smiling face;
Then loudest of the crowd I'll sing,
While heaven's resounding mansions ring,
With shouts of sovereign grace.
---Alternative verses---
When Thou, my righteous Judge shall come
To fetch Thy ransomed people home,
Shall I among them stand?
Shall such a worthless worm as I,
Who sometimes am afraid to die,
Be found at Thy right hand?
I love to meet among them now,
Before Thy gracious feet to bow,
Though vilest of them all:
But can I bear the piercing thought?
What if my name should be left out,
When Thou for them shalt call?
I love to meet Thy people now,
Before thy feet with them to how,
Though vilest of them all:
But can I bear the piercing thought?
What if my name should be left out,
When Thou for them shalt call?
Dear Lord, prevent it by Thy grace;
Be Thou my only hiding place,
In this, the accepted day;
Thy pardoning voice oh let me hear,
To still my unbelieving fear,
Nor let me fall, I pray.
Prevent, prevent it by Thy grace;
Be Thou, dear Lord, my hiding place,
In this, the accepted day;
Thy pardoning voice oh let me hear,
To still my unbelieving fear,
Nor let me fall, I pray.
Among Thy saints let me be found
Whene'er the archangel's trump shall sound,
To see Thy smiling face;
Then loudest of the crowd I'll sing,
While heaven's resounding mansions ring,
With shouts of sovereign grace.
Among Thy saints let me be found
Whene'er th'archangel's trump shall sound,
To see Thy smiling face;
Then loudest of the throng I'll sing,
While heaven's resounding mansions ring,
With shouts of sovereign grace.
Let me among Thy saints be found
Whene'er the archangel's trump shall sound,
To see Thy smiling face;
Then loudest of the throng I'll sing,
While heaven's resounding mansions ring,
With shouts of sovereign grace.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 6 8 8 6
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1774
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Bible Refs:
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2 Th 1:10; 2 Ti 4:8;
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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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| 1815 | # 378 | | 1899 | # 594 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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MERIBAH
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Meter:
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8 8 6 8 8 6
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1839
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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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| # 552 | Eb | | # 227 | Eb | | # 308 | Eb | | # 592 | Eb | | # 349 | Eb |
ALTERNATIVE TUNES
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Name
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meter
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| 8 8 6 8 8 6 | | 8 8 6 8 8 6 |
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