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Thus speaks the high and lofty One;
ye tribes of earth, give ear;
The words of your Almighty King
with sacred rev’rence hear:
Amidst the majesty of heav’n
my throne is fixed on high;
And through eternity I hear
the praises of the sky:
Yet, looking down, I visit oft
the humble hallowed cell;
And with the penitent who mourn
’tis my delight to dwell;
The downcast spirit to revive,
the sad in soul to cheer;
And from the bed of dust the man
of heart contrite to rear.
With me dwells no relentless wrath
against the human race;
The souls which I have formed shall find
a refuge in my grace.
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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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Is 57:15-16;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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LLOYD
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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| # 50 | Eb | | # 79 | Eb | | # 29 | F | | # 230 | No key |
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