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As the thirsty hart when panting
After the refreshing brook,
Thus my fainting soul for succour,
Eagerly to God would look:
|: Lord refresh me, :|
I for thee have all forsook.
If with wealth and power encompassed,
I in these no comfort find;
Not the world with all its pleasures
E’er can satisfy the mind:
|: All ‘s a phantom, :|
Light and fleeting as the wind.
let the Indies pour their treasures,
With redundance at my feet;
These would I reject as trifles,
Thine endeared embrace to meet:
|: Bless’d Redeemer, :|
Thou canst make my bliss complete.
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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 | # 240 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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SICILIAN MARINERS' HYMN
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Meter:
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8 7 8 7 8 7
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1794
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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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| # 588 | No key | | # 51 | No key | | # 601 | D | | # 31 | Eb | | # 426 | Eb | | # 581 | E |
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