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When saints gather round Thee,
dear Savior, above,
And hasten to crown Thee
with jewels of love,
Amid those bright mansions
of glory so fair—
Oh, grant, dearest Savior,
that I may be there.
When those who have labored
and struggled to save
Their loved ones from sorrow
beyond the dark grave,
Are bringing the treasures
they gathered with care—
Oh, grant, dearest Savior,
that I may be there.
When life’s dreary billows
are spent on the shore
Beyond the dark river,
and time is no more,
When bright palms of glory
the victors shall bear—
Oh, grant, dearest Savior,
that I may be there.
And when in bright garments
Thy children shall stand,
A crown on each forehead,
a harp in each hand,
And sing of the joys
Thou hast gone to prepare—
Oh, grant, dearest Savior,
that I may be there.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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11 11 11 11
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Dates:
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1906
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 50:5;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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CLARENDON STREET (GORDON)
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Meter:
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11 11 11 11
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1876
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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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| # 134 | Ab | | # 99 | F | | # 289 | F | | # 364 | F | | # 659 | F | | # 96 | F | | # 182 | F | | # 53 | F |
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