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To spend one sacred day
Where God and saints abide
Affords diviner joy
Than thousand days beside:
Where God resorts,
I love it more
To keep the door
Than shine in courts.
God is our sun and shield,
Our light and our defence;
With gifts his hands are fill'd;
We draw our blessings thence:
He will bestow
On Israel's race
Peculiar grace,
And glory too.
The Lord his people loves;
His hand no good withholds
From those his heart approves,--
From pure and upright souls:
Thrice happy he,
O God of hosts,
Whose spirit trusts
Alone in thee.
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LYRICS
Meter:
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6 6 6 6 8 8
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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MUSIC
Name:
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DARWALL'S 148TH
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Meter:
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6 6 6 6 8 8
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Dates:
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1770
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 376 | No key | | # 228 | C | | # 23 | C | | # 12 | C | | # 117 | C | | # 619 | C | | # 202 | C | | # 210 | C | | # 20 | C | | # 678 | C | | # 108 | D | | # 36 | D | | # 86 | D | | # 154 | D | | # 268 | D | | # 342 | D | | # 546 | D | | # 111 | Db | | # 4 | No key | | # 235 | D | | # 21 | D |
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