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When I can read my title clear
To mansions in the skies,
I bid farewell to every fear,
And wipe my weeping eyes;
And wipe my weeping eyes,
And wipe my weeping eyes,
I bid farewell to every fear,
And wipe my weeping eyes.
Should earth against my soul engage,
And hellish darts be hurled,
Then I can smile at Satan's rage,
And face a frowning world;
And face a frowning world,
And face a frowning world,
Then I can smile at Satan's rage,
And face a frowning world.
Let cares like a wild deluge come,
And storms of sorrow fall,
May I but safely reach my home,
My God, my heav'n, my all!
My God, my heav'n, my all,
My God, my heav'n, my all,
May I but safely reach my home,
My God, my heav'n, my all.
There shall I bathe my weary soul
In seas of heav'nly rest,
And not a wave of trouble roll
Across my peaceful breast.
Across my peaceful breast,
Across my peaceful breast,
And not a wave of trouble roll
Across my peaceful breast.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 6 6 8 6
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1707
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Bible Refs:
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Is 25:8;
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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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| 1956 | # 468 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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PISGAH
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 6 6 8 6
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1817,1966
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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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| # 468 | Ab | | # 538 | G | | # 231 | A |
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