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O Father, though the anxious fear
May cloud to-morrow’s way,
No fear nor doubt shall enter here;
All shall be Thine to-day.
We will not bring divided hearts
To worship at Thy shrine;
But each unworthy thought departs,
And leaves this temple Thine.
Sleep, sleep to-day, tormenting cares,
Of each and folly born;
Ye shall not dim the light that streams
From this celestial morn.
To-morrow will be time enough
To feel your harsh control;
Ye shall not violate this day;
The sabbath of the soul.
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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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ABRIDGE
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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| # 583 | Bb | | # 167 | D | | # 411 | D | | # 332 | D | | # 370 | D | | # 600 | Eb | | # 72 | Eb | | # 46 | Eb | | # 278 | Eb | | # 536 | Eb | | # 519 | Eb | | # 550 | Eb | | # 282 | Eb | | # 173 | Eb | | # 69 | Eb |
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