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Emerging from yon silent grave,
What wondrous person do I see?
It is Immanuel, strong to save,
Who loved, and lived, and died for me.
I see him mount the azure skies,
And seated on his royal throne,
Whence he looks down with pitying eyes,
And makes my cares and griefs his own.
Oh could I in a clearer light,
Behold the beauties of his face,
Divinely sweet, divinely bright,
How would I fly to his embrace!
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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| # 11 | A | | # 27 | D | | # 55 | F | | # 1237 | F | | # 360 | F | | # 629 | F | | # 488 | F | | # 381 | F | | # 340 | F | | # 462 | F | | # 8 | F | | # 384 | G | | # 388 | G | | # 478 | G | | # 332.1 | No key |
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