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O Thou Who sealest up the past,
The days slip from us, and the years
Grow silent with their hopes and fears;
’Tis Thine to keep all things at last.
We have not done
the things we would,
A blotted page we render back;
And yet, whate’er our work may lack,
Thy work goes on, and Thou art good.
Thou movest in the moving years;
Wherever man is, there Thou art
To overrule his feebler part,
And bring a blessing out of tears.
Thou opener of the years to be,
Let me not lose, in woe or weal,
The touch of Thy strong hand I feel
Upholding and directing me.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Dates:
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1888,1901,1904
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 119:116;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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DEVENTER
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1872
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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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echo ' | ';
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