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God is the refuge of his saints,
A tower strong and nigh;
He pitying sees their various wants,
And will those wants supply.
When daring foes against them rise,
And all their power is gone,
On wings of love he swiftly flies,
And bring salvation down.
When sorrows all around them roll,
And like a swelling tide,
Seem to o’erwhelm the fainting soul,
He bids waves subside.
When wrapt in dismal clouds of night,
Without a cheering ray,
He pours a flood of sacred light,
And gives the welcome day.
Let saints then on his promise rest,
Nor shall they rest in vain;
For those make the Lord their trust,
Shall needful help obtain.
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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 37:7; Ps 46:2;
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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 | # 23 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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LONDON NEW
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1671,1968
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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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| # 335 | D | | # 42 | D | | # 218 | D | | # 65 | D | | # 335 | D | | # 258 | Eb | | # 224 | Eb | | # 373 | Eb |
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