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There is a state unknown, unseen,
Where parted souls must be;
And but a step doth lie between
That world of souls and me.
I see no light, I hear no sound,
When midnight shades are spread;
Yet angels pitch their tents around,
And guard my quiet bed.
The things unseen, O God, reveal;
My spirit’s vision clear,
Till I shall feel, and see, and know,
That those I love are near.
Impart the faith that soars on high,
beyond this earthly strife;
That holds sweet converse with the sky,
And lives eternal life.
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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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ARLINGTON
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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| # 482 | F | | # 372 | F | | # 39 | G | | # 255 | G | | # 405 | G | | # 142 | G | | # 261 | G | | # 440 | G | | # 656 | G | | # 155 | F | | # 207 | F |
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