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Eternal life! how sweet the sound;
To sinners who deserve to die!
Publish the bliss the world around....
Echo the joys, ye worlds on high.
Eternal life! how will it reign,
When, mounting from this breathless clod,
The soul discharg’d from sin and pain,
Ascends t’enjoy its Father God!
Eternal life! how will it bloom
ln beauty on that blissful day,
When rescu’d from th'impris’ning tomb,
Glory invests our rising clay!
Eternal life! O how refin’d
The joy! the triumphs bow divine!
When saints in body and in mind
Shall in the Saviour’s image shine!
Holy and heavenly be that soul,
Where dwells an hope so bright as this:
How should we long to reach the goal,
And seize the prize of endless bliss!
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LYRICS
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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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Tit 3:7;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| 1815 | # 279 |
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MARYTON
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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1874
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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| # 320 | D | | # 456 | D | | # 518 | E | | # 63 | E | | # 32 | E | | # 128 | Eb | | # 451 | Eb | | # 385 | Eb | | # 426 | Eb | | # 122 | Eb | | # 11 | Eb |
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