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We cannot always trace the way
Where Thou, our gracious Lord,
dost move;
But we can always surely say,
That God is love.
If fear its gloomy cloud
should fling
O'er earth, our souls
to heaven above,
As to their sanctuary, spring,
For God is love.
When clouds hang o'er
our darkened path,
We'll check our dread,
each doubt reprove;
For here each saint
sweet comfort hath,
That God is love.
Yes, Thou art love:
a truth like this
Can every gloomy
thought remove,
And turn our tears
and woes to bliss;
Our God is love.
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8 8 8 4
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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| 1881 | # 490 | | 1903 | # 42 |
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8 8 8 and Alleluias
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| # 357 | No key | | # 520 | D | | # 163 | D | | # 613 | D | | # 200 | D | | # 215 | D | | # 135 | E | | # 107 | Eb | | # 214 | G |
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