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Wanderer no more the Spirit grieve,
But unto God return;
For he is good, and will not leave
The contrite heart to mourn.
He gives the rolling storm its might
And lifts the raging wave;
But if his arm be strong to smite,
‘Tis also strong to save.
If sorrow, like a starless night,
Upon thy spirit lies,
He soon can make the sunny light
Dawn on thy gladdened eyes.
Repentant, seek thy Father’s face,
The blood of Christ apply;
And thou shall find restoring grace
Fill thee with holy 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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Eph 4:30; Rev 2:4-5;
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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 | # 610 |
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