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My tongue shall spread
the Saviour’s fame
Whose grace I daily prove;
For since my soul
has known His Name
His banner has been—Love.
When walking in the paths of sin,
I far from Him would rove,
By sweet constraint He drew me in,
And waved His banner—Love.
He spread the banquet, made me eat,
Bade all my fears remove;
Yea, o’er my guilty, rebel head
He placed His banner—Love.
When, weary of His rich repast,
I’ve sought, alas! To rove,
He has recalled His faithless guest,
And showed His banner—Love.
In every conflict I sustain,
My enemies shall prove
Through Him the vict’ry I obtain,
Beneath His banner—Love.
And when He calls me home ere long,
To feast with Him above,
Through all eternity my song
Shall be—His changeless Love.
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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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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| 1981 | # 163 |
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Name:
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BINCHESTER
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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1707
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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| # 496 | G | | # 517 | G | | # 419 | G | | # 163 | G | | # 216 | G |
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