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Who next within the grave shall lie,
Who now is on the brink?
Lord, let this truth, that we must die,
Deep in our memories sink.
Let the vain word engross no more,
It leads but to the tomb;
But let us live to God this hour,
To-morrow death may come.
Each sad event which makes us weep,
Should make us watch and pray;
Then let us wake from sinful sleep,
And live to God this day.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Bible Refs:
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1 Th 5:6; Jam 4:14;
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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 | # 659 |
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