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Lord, one thing I ask of thee,
That more humble I may be;
Daily feel a lowly mind,
To thy sovereign will resigned.
Since I have a rebel been,
Let me ever weep for sin;
Now I see how vile I am,
Fill me, Lord, with grief and shame.
Yet in depths of sore distress,
Let me lean upon thy grace;
‘Midst the terrors I endure,
Thou canst make the blessing sure.
Yet in depths of sore distress,
let me lean upon thy grace;
‘Midst the terrors I endure,
Thou canst make the blessing sure.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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7 7 7 7
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Dates:
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1818
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Bible Refs:
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Jer 31:19; Dan 9:7;
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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 | # 187 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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SAVANNAH (HERRNHUT)
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Meter:
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7 7 7 7
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1740
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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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| # 546 | Eb | | # 87 | Eb | | # 126 | Eb |
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