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This world is all enchanted ground,
Oh, whither shall I fly
The vengeful flames are kindling round,
And if I stop, I die.
When some kind hand has brought me forth,
How lingering is my pace!
Lord, either drive me by thy wrath,
Or draw me by thy grace.
Oh let me not a moment waste
On this destructive plain;
Hence let me flee with greater haste,
Till I the Zoar gain.
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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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| 1818 | # 333 |
MUSIC
Name:
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BELMONT
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1812
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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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| # 371 | No key | | # 272 | Ab | | # 540 | Ab | | # 154 | Ab | | # 339 | Eb | | # 183 | G | | # 489 | G | | # 663 | G | | # 766 | G | | # 274 | G | | # 285 | G | | # 312 | G | | # 431 | No key | | # 196 | G | | # 522 | G | | # 707 | G |
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