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This world's a dreary wilderness Where




This world’s a dreary wilderness,
Where turbid waters flow;
No blooming flowers of paradise,
But thorns profusely grow.


We lose our friends, our wealth decays,
And life is full of pain;
For various good we wait and wish,
But wish and wait in vain.


Our hand outstretched to seize the prize,
The phantom flies away;
And leaves us to relentless grief,
An unexpected prey.


Jesus our Saviour, now to thee,
With hasty step we come;
Our only refuge here below,
And our eternal home.


‘Midst rising winds and beating storms,
Reclining on thy breast,
We find in thee a hiding place,
And here securely rest.

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates: 1818
      Bible Refs: Ps 90:1;
      LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1818# 100
      MUSIC
      Name: FINGAL
      Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1885
        SCORE PREVIEW
        score
        LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
        Hymn/Song Book Song # Key
        # 539D
        # 456Eb
        # 159Eb
        # 4Eb
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