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I lift my eyes to Zion hill,
from whence I do attend,
Till succor God me send:
the Mighty God me succor will,
Which heav'n and earth did frame,
and all things therein name.
Thy foot from slip he will preserve,
and will thee safely keep;
For he doth never sleep:
o, he that Israel doth conserve,
leep never can surprise,
or slumber close his eyes.
The Lord thy keeper is always,
On thy right hand is he
A shade to cover thee:
The sun shall not thee parch by day
Nor moon, scarce half so bright,
with cold thee hurt by night.
The Lord will keep the from distress,
and will thy life sure save:
Yea, thou shalt also have
in all thy business good success;
When thou go'st in our out
he'll compass thee about.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 6 8 8 6
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Dates:
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1560,1812
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 121;
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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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| 1812 | # 121 |
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