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O, speak that gracious word again,
And cheer my broken heart!
No voice but thine can soothe my pain,
Or bid my fears depart.
And canst thou still vouchsafe to own
A wretch so vile as I?
And may I still approach thy throne,
And "Abba, Father", cry?
Oh then let saints and angels join,
And help me to proclaim,
The grace that healed a breach like mine,
And put my foes to shame!
How oft did Satan’s cruel boast
My troubled soul affright!
He told me I was surely lost,
And GOD had left me quite.
Guilt made me fear, lest all were true
The lying tempter said!
But now the LORD appears in view,
My enemy is fled.
My Saviour, by his powerful word,
Has turned my night to day;
And his salvation’s joys restored,
Which I had sinned away.
Dear LORD I wonder and adore,
Thy grace is all divine;
Oh keep me, that I sin no more
Against such love as thine!
---Alternative verses---
O, speak that gracious word again,
And cheer my drooping heart!
No voice but thine can soothe my pain,
Or bid my fears depart.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 71:11;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1866 | # 621 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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MARTYRS
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1635
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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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| # 517 | F | | # 343 | Em |
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