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O Lord, we know
it matters nought,
How sweet the song may be,
No heart but of the Spirit taught
Makes melody to Thee.
Then teach Thy gathered
saints, O Lord,
To worship in Thy fear;
And let Thy grace
mould every word
That meets Thy holy ear.
Thou hast by blood
made sinners meet,
As saints in light, to come
And worship at the mercy-seat,
Before the eternal throne.
Thy precious name
is all we show,
Our only passport, Lord;
And full assurance now we know,
Confiding in Thy word.
O largely give,
'tis all Thine own,
The Spirit's goodly fruit;
Praise, issuing forth in life, alone
Our living Lord can suit.
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LYRICS
Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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Bible Refs:
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1881 | # 206 |
MUSIC
Name:
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ST. STEPHEN (NEWINGTON)(NAYLAND)
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1789
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 70 | No key | | # 244 | A | | # 328 | A | | # 328 | A | | # 245 | Ab | | # 179 | G | | # 240 | G | | # 338 | G | | # 56 | G | | # 364 | No key | | # 608 | No key | | # 331.2 | No key | | # 728 | No key | | # 185 | A | | # 550 | A | | # 27 | G | | # 11 | A |
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