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Where shall I look for holy calm,
But in thy blood, thou dying Lamb?
My only hope of mercy lies
n thine atoning sacrifice.
The world's temptations may assail,
Its friendships cease, its comforts fail;
But if thy peace, dear Lord, be mine,
All else submissive I resign.
Oh, let my spirit meekly rest
In whatso'er thy love sees best;
Confiding in thy sovereign grace,
And trusting where I fail to trace.
Lord let thy peace my soul sustain,
’Mid mingled scenes of joy and pain;
Till, in the fullness of thy love,
I reach the Fountain-head above.
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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| 1866 | # 738 |
MUSIC
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VANE
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| # 134 | Fm | | # 404 | Fm |
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| 8 8 8 8 (L.M.) |
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