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To God I cried, my evening prayer
Humbly implor’d Jehovah’s care;
He bow’d, my wishes to fulfil,
And heard me from his holy hill.
Then, with his guardian mercy blest,
I laid my weary frame to rest;
Sweet slumbers clos’d my peaceful eyes,
Nor foes molest, nor fears surprise.
Again the shades of darkness flee,
I wake, sustain’d, my God, by thee:
Thy guardian care renews my days,
And claims my morning song of praise.
Salvation to the Lord belongs,
His vict’ry claims my highest songs:
His blessing all his saints shall share;
Then let his saints his praise declare.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Dates:
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1853
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 3;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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ROCKINGHAM (Miller)
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1790
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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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| # 233 | No key | | # 596 | D | | # 265 | Eb | | # 281 | Eb | | # 151 | Eb | | # 115 | Eb | | # 180 | Eb | | # 182 | Eb | | # 217 | Eb | | # 322 | Eb | | # 459 | Eb | | # 108 | Eb | | # 317 | Eb | | # 317 | Eb | | # 69 | F |
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