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According to thy promised grace,
thy favor, Lord, extend:
Make good to me the word, on which
thy servant's hopes depend.
That only comfort in distress
did all my griefs control;
Thy word, when troubles hemmed me round,
revived my fainting soul.
Insulting foes did proudly mock,
and all my hopes deride;
Yet from thy law not all their scoffs
could make me turn aside.
Thy judgments then of ancient date
I quickly called to mind,
Till, ravished with such thoughts, my soul
did speedy comfort find.
Sometimes I stand amazed like one
with deadly horror struck,
To think how all my sinful foes
have thy just laws forsook.
But I thy statutes and decrees
my cheerful anthems made;
Whilst through strange lands and desert wilds
I like a pilgrim strayed.
Thy Name, that cheered my heart by day,
has filled my thoughts by night;
I then resolved by thy just laws
to guide my steps aright.
That peace of mind, which has my soul
in deep distress sustained,
By strict obedience to thy will
I happily obtained.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1696
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 119:49-56;
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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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| 1821 | # 119 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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AZMON (DENFIELD)
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1828,1839
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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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| # 176 | No key | | # 485 | A | | # 76 | Ab | | # 117 | Ab | | # 129 | Ab | | # 440 | G | | # 587 | G | | # 178 | A | | # 296 | A | | # 717 | A | | # 109 | A | | # 187 | Ab | | # 239 | Ab |
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