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When in thine hour of conflict, Lord,
The tempter to thy soul was nigh,
Or when that bitter cup was poured
In thy deep garden-agony—
Not then, when uttermost thy need,
Seemed light across thy soul to break;
No seraph form was seen to speed,
Till, by thine own triumphant word,
The victory over ill was won;
Until the voice of faith was heard,
" Thy will, O God, not mine, be done!"
Lord, bring those precious moments back,
When fainting against sin we strain;
Or in thy counsels fail to track
Aught but the present grief and pain.
In weakness, help us to contend;
In darkness, yield to God our will;
And true hearts, faithful to the end,
Cheer by thine holy angels still!
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LYRICS
Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Year
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Song #
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MUSIC
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MELCOMBE
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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1782
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Song #
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Key
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| # 1 | No key | | # 520 | D | | # 520 | D | | # 4 | D | | # 75 | E | | # 927 | E | | # 155 | E | | # 273 | E | | # 347 | E | | # 356 | E | | # 161 | Eb | | # 268 | Eb | | # 678 | Eb | | # 40 | Eb | | # 219 | Eb | | # 253 | Eb | | # 303 | Eb | | # 363 | Eb | | # 394 | Eb | | # 597 | Eb | | # 80 | No key | | # 328 | No key | | # 17 | F |
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