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And is this life prolonged to me?
Are days and seasons giv'n?
O let me, then, prepare to be
A fitter heir of heav'n.
In vain these moments shall not pass,
These golden hours be gone:
Lord, I accept thine offered grace,
I bow before thy throne.
Now cleanse my soul from every sin
By my Redeemer's blood;
Now let my flesh and soul begin
The honors of my God.
Let me no more my soul beguile
With sin's deceitful toys;
Let cheerful hope, increasing still,
Approach to heav'nly joys.
My thankful lips shall loud proclaim
The wonders of thy praise,
And spread the savor of thy name
Where'er I spend my days.
On earth let my example shine,
And when I leave this state,
May heav'n receive this soul of mine
To bliss supremely great.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1707-1709
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 90:12;
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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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NAOMI
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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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1836
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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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| # 343 | No key | | # 191 | Eb |
echo ' | ';
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