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My life's a shade, my days
Apace to death decline:
My Lord is life, he'll raise
My dust again, even mine;
Sweet truth to me! I shall arise
And with these eyes My Saviour see.
My peaceful grave shall keep
My bones till that sweet day
I wake from my long sleep
And leave my bed of clay;
Sweet truth to me! I shall arise
And with these eyes My Saviour see.
My Lord his angels shall
Their golden trumpets sound,
At whose most welcome call
My grave shall be unbound.
Sweet truth to me! I shall arise
And with these eyes My Saviour see.
I said sometimes with tears,
Ah me! I'm loth to die,
Lord, silence thou those fears;
My life's with thee on high.
Sweet truth to me! I shall arise
And with these eyes My Saviour see.
What means my trembling heart
To be thus shy of death?
With life I shall not part,
Though I resign my breath.
Sweet truth to me! I shall arise
And with these eyes My Saviour see.
Then welcome, harmless grave;
By thee to heaven I'll go,
My Lord his death shall save
Me from the flames below
Sweet truth to me! I shall arise
And with these eyes My Saviour see.
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Meter:
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6 6 6 6 8 8
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Bible Refs:
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Job 19:26;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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| 1889 | # 931 | | 1900 | # 73 |
MUSIC
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DARWALL'S 148TH
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6 6 6 6 8 8
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1770
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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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| # 376 | No key | | # 228 | C | | # 23 | C | | # 12 | C | | # 117 | C | | # 619 | C | | # 202 | C | | # 210 | C | | # 20 | C | | # 678 | C | | # 108 | D | | # 36 | D | | # 86 | D | | # 154 | D | | # 268 | D | | # 342 | D | | # 546 | D | | # 111 | Db | | # 4 | No key | | # 235 | D | | # 21 | D |
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