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The harvest of my joys is passed




The harvest of my joys is passed,
The summer of my comforts fled,
Yet am I unredeemed at last,
And sink unsaved among the dead,
If on the margin of the grave
Thou canst not in a moment save.


Destroy me not by thy delay;
Delay is endless death to me!
But the last moment of my day
Is as a thousand years to thee:
Come, Jesus, while my head I bow,
And show me thy salvation now!

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 8 8 8 8 8
Writer(s):
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      Dates:
      Bible Refs: Jer 8:20;
      LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1889# 776
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