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Wherewith shall I approach the Lord,
And low before his throne?
Oh! how procure his kind regard,
And for my guilt atone?
Shall altars flame, and victims bleed,
And spicy fumes ascend?
Will these my earnest wish succeed,
And make my God my friend?
O no, my soul! ‘t were fruitless all;
Such offerings are vain:
No fatlings from the field or stall
His favour can obtain.
To men their rights I must allow,
And proofs of kindness give;
To God with humble rev’rence bow,
And to his glory live.
Hands that are clean, and hearts sincere,
He never will despise;
And cheerful duty he’ll prefer
To costly sacrifice.
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Wherewith shall we approach Thee Lord,
And low before his throne?
Oh! how procure his kind regard,
And for my guilt atone?
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| 1851 | # 19 |
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LONDON NEW
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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1671,1968
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| # 335 | D | | # 42 | D | | # 218 | D | | # 65 | D | | # 335 | D | | # 258 | Eb | | # 224 | Eb | | # 373 | Eb |
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