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To thee, my God, my days are known;
My soul enjoys the thought;
My actions all before thy face,
Nor are my faults forgot.
Each secret breath devotion vents
Its vocal to thine ear;
And all my walks of daily life
before thine eye appear.
The vacant hour, the active scene,
Thy mercy shall approve;
And every pang of sympathy,
And every care of love.
Each golden hour of beaming light
Is gilded by thy rays;
And dark affliction’s midnight gloom
A present God surveys.
Full in thy view through life I pass,
And in thy view I die;
And when each mortal bond is broke,
Shall find my God is nigh.
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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 37;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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| 1851 | # 430 |
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