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Jehovah sends his wrath abroad,
And fills a guilty world with fear;
With awe we view th’ extended rod,
And start to see our ruin near.
Not Israel’s sons could tremble more,
When God from Sinai’s mountain spoke,
Bade the loud thunders rage and roar,
And clad his words in fire and smoke.
he law revealed with mighty power,
Strikes all our hopes and comforts dead;
Convictions now unknown before
Our guilty trembling souls invade.
Hell's billows all around us roll,
And all within is black despair,
Till Jesus frees our captive souls,
And spreads a heaven of comfort there.
Christ is our shield, and he our sun,
His presence sends our fears away;
‘Tis a dark night when he is gone,
When he appears ‘tis light and day.
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1818 | # 358 |
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Name:
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WAREHAM
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Dates:
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1738
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 309 | No key | | # 9 | No key | | # 258 | A | | # 356 | A | | # 323 | Bb | | # 651 | Bb | | # 83 | Bb | | # 83 | Bb | | # 274 | Bb | | # 549 | Bb | | # 109 | Bb | | # 546 | Bb | | # 180 | Bb | | # 63 | Bb | | # 529 | Bb | | # 229.2 | No key |
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