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Does the Lord my profit seek,
Does he chide me as a friend?
Yes, he knows that I am weak,
And will timely succor send;
Will he through the vale of death,
Safely lead the traveller home,
Place paternal arms beneath,
When the final sentence come?
Then will I no more repine,
At the strokes in mercy sent,
But adore the hand divine,
Never yield to discontent:
When bewildered and oppressed,
With submission will I wait,
Till the Lord afford me rest,
Be the season soon or late.
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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MARTYN
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7 7 7 7 D
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Dates:
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1834
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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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| # 156 | F | | # 227 | F | | # 93 | F | | # 354 | F | | # 870 | F | | # 390 | F |
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