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Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide our feet,
Through this dark wilderness;
Thy hand conduct us near thy seat,
To dwell before thy face.
Were we in heaven without our God,
It would no comfort be;
And while this earth is our abode,
We long for none like thee.
What if the springs of life were broke,
And flesh and heart should faint,
God is our everlasting rock,
The strength of every saint.
Then to draw near to thee, our God,
Shall be our sweet employ;
Our tongues shall sound thy works abroad,
And tell the world of joy.
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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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Ps 73:23;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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| 1853 | # 586 |
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