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Strait is the gate to all that come,
And narrow is the way,
Which leads unto the heav’nly home,
|:Where yet is room for thee.:|
In Heav’n, where God
His own shall take,
There’s also room for thee.
In Jesus’ Name, for Jesus’ sake,
|:The gates shall opened be.:|
Where thousands stand
arrayed in white,
Whom God His own declared,
There yet is room and life and light,
|:By grace for thee prepared.:|
In Jesus’ heart there’s room, I know,
And in His Heav’n of bliss.
He in His Gospel tells me so,
|:Thanks be to God for this.:|
Now God be praised, that even I
May in that city dwell,
Where peace shall reign eternally,
|:And all with me be well.:|
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 extended
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Bible Refs:
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Mt 7:14;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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ORTONVILLE
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 6
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Dates:
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1837
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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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| # 109 | Ab | | # 118 | Ab | | # 160 | Ab | | # 456 | Ab | | # 154 | Ab | | # 364 | Ab | | # 614 | Ab | | # 105 | A | | # 133 | A |
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