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Awake my heart, arise, my tongue,
Prepare a tuneful voice
In God, the life of all my joys
Aloud will I rejoice
'T is he adorned my naked soul
And made salvation mine
Upon a poor, polluted worm
He makes his graces shine
And lest the shadow of a spot
Should on my soul be found
He took the robe the Saviour wrought
And cast it all around
How far the heav'nly robe exceeds
What earthly princes wear!
These ornaments,
how bright they shine
How white the garments are!
The Spirit wrought my faith and love
And hope and ev'ry grace
But Jesus spent his life to work
The robe of righteousness
Strangely, my soul, art thou arrayed
By the great sacred Three
In sweetest harmony of praise
Let all thy pow'rs agree.
When I appear in yonder cloud,
With all the sacred throng;
Then will I sing more sweet, more loud,
And Christ will be my song.
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LYRICS
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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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1707-1709
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Bible Refs:
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Is 61:10;
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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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MUSIC
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Name:
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MORRISON
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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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2005-03
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ALTERNATIVE TUNES
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Name
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meter
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| 8 6 8 6 D (D.C.M.) |
echo ' | ';
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Hymn Writer
