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I worship thee, sweet will of God,
And all thy ways adore;
And every day I live, I long
To love thee more and more.
I love to kiss each print where thou
Hast set thine unseen feet;
I cannot fear thee, blessèd will,
Thine empire is so sweet.
He always wins who sides with God,
To him no chance is lost;
God’s will is sweetest to him when
It triumphs at his cost.
When obstacles and trials seem
Like prison walls to be,
I do the little I can do,
And leave the rest to thee.
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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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1849
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Bible Refs:
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Lk 11:2;
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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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| 1917 | # 506 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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BELMONT
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1812
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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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| # 371 | No key | | # 272 | Ab | | # 540 | Ab | | # 154 | Ab | | # 339 | Eb | | # 183 | G | | # 489 | G | | # 663 | G | | # 766 | G | | # 274 | G | | # 285 | G | | # 312 | G | | # 431 | No key | | # 196 | G | | # 522 | G | | # 707 | G |
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