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When sorrows round us roll,
And comforts we have none;
Dear Jesus, say that thou art ours,
And all our griefs are gone.
When enemies assault,
With daring violence,
Thy presence will their force abate,
And drive them far from hence.
Is there no friend to cheer,
In times of deep distress;
A smile from thee will help to bear,
Or make the burdens less.
Passing the gloomy vale
Of death, we fear no harm;
Supported by thy powerful grace,
Reclining on thine arm.
This is our utmost wish;
Dear Lord, that thou would’st be,
For ever, ever near to us,
And keep us near to thee.
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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| 1818 | # 204 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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FRANCONIA
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Meter:
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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Dates:
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1738
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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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| # 185 | No key | | # 488 | E |
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