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When God withdraws, and hides his face,
I long for his return;
No dove the absence of its mate
More plaintively can mourn.
The hunted hart with longing eyes,
Pants for the distant brook:
Thus I for my departed Lord,
With equal ardour look.
The traveller on Libyan sands,
Perplexed to find the road,
Seeks for a guide to show his path,
And thus I wait for God.
I crave the visits of his grace,
To him I lift my cry;
Once more unveil thy lovely face,
Not from thy suppliant fly.
He hears, and straight my hopes revive,
And lo, my fear are gone,
As morning mists or midnight shades,
Before the rising sun.
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| 1818 | # 241 |
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BEATITUDO
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1875
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Key
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| # 27 | No key | | # 35 | No key | | # 405 | Ab | | # 501 | Ab | | # 200 | Ab | | # 424 | Ab | | # 438 | Ab | | # 604 | Bb | | # 727 | No key |
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