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While o’er our guilty land, O Lord,
We view the terrors of Thy sword,
O whither shall the helpless fly?
To whom but Thee direct their cry?
The helpless sinner's cries and tears
Are grown familiar to thine ears:
Oft has thy mercy sent relief,
When all was fear and hopeless grief.
On Thee, our guardian God, we call;
Before Thy throne of grace we fall;
And is there no deliverance there?
And must we perish in despair?
See, we repent, we weep, we mourn;
To our forsaken God we turn;
O spare our guilty country, spare
The Church which Thou hast planted there.
We plead Thy grace, indulgent God,
We plead Thy Son’s atoning blood,
We plead Thy gracious promises;
And are they unavailing pleas?
These pleas, presented at Thy throne,
Have brought ten thousand blessings down
On guilty lands in helpless woe;
Let them prevail and help us, too.
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 85:9; Amo 3:1-6;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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MUSIC
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FEDERAL STREET
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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1832
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Key
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| # 83 | F | | # 317 | F | | # 291 | F | | # 480 | G | | # 598 | G | | # 376 | G | | # 389 | G |
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