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Blest Lord, Thou spakest!
'twas Thy voice
That led our hearts to Thee;
That drew us to that better choice,
Where grace has set us free.
Thou wouldest that we
should rejoice
And walk by faith below;
Enough, that we have heard Thy voice,
And learned Thy love's deep woe—
Thy glory, Lord—this living waste
To us no rest can give;
Our path is on with earnest haste,
Lord, in Thy rest to live.
Our happiness,
O Lord, with Thee
Is long laid up in store,
For that blest day
when Thee we'll see,
And conflict will be o'er.
Yes, love divine in Thee we know;
The Father's glories soon
Shall burst upon our ravished view,
Thyself our endless crown.
Soon shall we see Thee
as Thou art,
O hope for ever blest!
Thou'lt call us, in our heavenly part,
The Father's house, to rest.
O rest ineffable, divine,
The rest of God above,
Where we shall ever
see Thee shine,
Our joy, eternal love!
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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| # 188 | D | | # 418 | D | | # 387 | D | | # 507 | Eb | | # 731 | Eb | | # 793 | Eb | | # 339 | D |
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