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God of all grace, our latest breath,
To Thee shall glory give;
For when we slept the sleep of death,
Thy Spirit bade us live.
No more we blindly wander on
In folly and in sin;
his truth upon our path has shone,
And he has shone within.
He made our bold rebellion cease,
He did our hearts constrain;
Else laws, and threats, and promises,
Had urged us still in vain.
And as he gave converting grace,
‘Tis he who helps us still
Daily our Saviour’s steps to trace,
And keep God’s holy will.
Wilt thou then leave us, heavenly Guide,
And not until the end,
(Through him who once was crucified)
Our feeble souls defend?
Oh, no—the words of promise given
For ever sure remain;
And we shall reach our home in heaven,
And we with Christ shall reign.
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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RICHMOND
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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1792
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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| # 101 | No key | | # 12 | F | | # 172 | F | | # 48 | G | | # 255 | G | | # 679 | G | | # 1 | G | | # 305 | G | | # 703 | G | | # 3 | G | | # 705 | G | | # 816.1 | No key |
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