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Oh, if my Lord would come and meet,
My soul would stretch her wings in haste,
Fly fearless through death’s iron gate,
Nor feel the terrors as she passed.
Jesus can make a dying bed
Feel soft as downy pillows are,
While on His breast I lean my head,
And breathe my life out sweetly there.
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8 8 8 8 D (D.L.M.)
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1707
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MUSIC
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LAWRENCEBURG
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1935
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