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Forbid it Lord that we,
Who from thy hand receive,
The grace from wrath and death to flee,
Should e’er thy Spirit grieve.
Oh, keep our faith alive,
Help us to watch and pray;
Lest by our carelessness we drive
The sacred guest away.
How can we bear to lose
Our best and kindest friend;
And all the peace and joy refuse,
Which on his grace depend.
Are Satan’s chains so light,
So easy to be borne,
That we thy tender love should slight,
They glorious freedom scorn?
To our last moments may
Our light more brightly shine;
Still may we serve thee, day by day,
And be for ever thine.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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Bible Refs:
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Eph 4:30;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1853 | # 135 |
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