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Lord we sit and cry to thee,
Like the blind beside the way;
Make our darkened souls to see
The glory of thy perfect day:
O Lord! rebuke our sullen night,
And give thyself unto our sight!
Lord! we do not ask to gaze
On our dim and earthly sun;
But on light that still shall blaze
When every star its course hath run;
The light that gilds thy blest abode,
The glory of the Lamb of God!
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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7 7 7 8 8 8
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Bible Refs:
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Lk 18:35;
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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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| 1889 | # 694 |
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