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O saints of old, not yours alone
The search for God shall be;
We take the glory for our own;
Lord, we are seeking Thee.
Not only when ascends the song
And soundeth sweet the word;
Not only with the Sabbath throng,
Our souls would seek the Lord.
We would not to our daily task
Without our God repair,
But in the world His presence ask,
And seek His glory there.
O everywhere, O every day,
The grace is still outpoured;
We work, we watch, we strive, we pray,
Behold Thy seekers, Lord.
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1848
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 63:1;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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EAGLEY
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1860
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