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Oh, do not let thy Lord depart,
And close thine eyes against the light;
Poor sinner, harden not thy heart;
|: Thou wouldst be saved—
why not tonight? :|
Tomorrow’s sun may never rise
To bless thy long-deluded sight;
This is the time!—oh, then, be wise!
|: Thou wouldst be saved—
why not tonight? :|
Our God in pity lingers still;
Oh, wilt thou thus His love requite?
Renounce at length
thy stubborn will,—
|: Thou wouldst be saved—
why not tonight? :|
The world has nothing left to give,
It has no new, no pure delight;
Oh try the life which Christians live,
|: Thou wouldst be saved—
why not tonight? :|
Our blessèd Lord refuses none
Who would to Him their souls unite;
Then be the work of grace begun:
|: Thou wouldst be saved—
why not tonight? :|
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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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| 1853 | # 412 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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ROTHWELL
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 8
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1754
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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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| # 394 | E | | # 57 | Eb |
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