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Unveil thy face most holy Lord,
And fill my heart with joy;
Thy glories then shall tune my tongue,
And all my thoughts employ.
Should I be plunged in deep distress,
And earthly comforts flee;
Yet might I say that thou art mine,
’Twould be enough for me.
If in a dungeon dark confined,
I still enjoyed thy smile;
This would at once disperse the gloom
And all my cares beguile.
If in a lonely wilderness,
My dwelling place should be;
Grant me thy presence, and I want
No other company.
In danger thou art my defence,
My help in time of need
Whilst others are but friends in name,
Thou art a friend indeed.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1818
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 4:6; Ps 80:1;
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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 | # 560 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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DUBLIN (HOWARD)
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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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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| # 439 | G | | # 272 | G | | # 588 | G | | # 378 | G | | # 751 | G |
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