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Lord, what is man, that he should prove
The object of thy boundless love?
Say, why should he so largely share
Thy favor and thy tender care?
While these my lips draw vital breath
Or till I close my eyes in death,
I'll ne'er forget thy wondrous love,
Nor thoughtless of thy kindness prove.
Beneath thy shadowing wings' defence
I'll place my only confidence:
In every danger and distress,
To thee will I my prayer address.
Should all my hopes on earth be lost,
In thee I'll make my constant boast:
I'll spread the glories of thy name,
And thy unbounded love proclaim.
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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MORNING HYMN
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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| # 74 | No key | | # 2 | No key | | # 265 | A | | # 3 | Ab | | # 672 | G | | # 555 | G | | # 931 | G | | # 68 | No key |
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