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Listen, ye mortals, whilst I sing,
The glories of my heavenly King;
With transport dwell upon his name,
To distant nations spread his fame.
Jesus my Lord, divinely fair,
No seraph can with him compare;
Nor saints below, nor saints above,
Can equal stupendous love.
He loved me first, he loves me still,
Subdued my soul, inclined my will,
Taught me to choose the better part,
And stamped his image on my heart.
With steady feet I still would tread,
The path in which he deigns to lead;
His life transcribe and make my own,
‘Till all his will in me be done.
But oh, how oft I step aside,
How apt to stray without a guide!
Fix me, dear Lord, and let me be
Afraid of sin, and true to thee.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Dates:
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1818
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 45:2; 1 Jn 4:19;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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MUSIC
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Name:
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RIVAULX
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Dates:
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1866
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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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| # 39 | D | | # 107 | D | | # 519 | D | | # 38 | D | | # 363 | D | | # 433 | D | | # 164 | D |
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