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I cannot shun the stroke of death —
Lord, help me to surmount the fear;
That when I must resign my breath,
Serene my summons I may hear.
Tis sin gives venom to the dart —
In me let every sin be slain;
From secret faults, Lord, cleanse my heart,
From wilful sins my hands restrain.
May I, my God, with holy zeal,
Closely the ends of life pursue,
Seek thy whole pleasure to fulfil,
And honour thee in all I do!
Let all my bliss and treasure lie
Where in thy light I light shall see;
The soul may freely dare to die,
That longs to be possessed of thee.
Say thou art mine, and chase the gloom
Thick hanging o’er the vale of death;
Then shall I fearless meet my doom,
And as a victor yield my breath.
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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DEEP HARMONY
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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| # 514 | E | | # 281 | Eb | | # 59 | Eb | | # 322 | Eb |
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