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Deceived by sin, we feel
Averse to all that’s good;
We cannot do the things we wish,
And do not what we could.
With seeming piety,
We oft ourselves beguile;
And while our deeds are fair to view,
Our hearts may still be vile.
Although the flaming sword
Hangs o’er our guilty head,
How few, alas, salvation seek,
Or God’s fierce anger dread.
Hardened, by sin deceived,
We feel no want, no pain;
Waken, oh Lord, our drowsy powers,
Nor let us sleep again.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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Dates:
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1818
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Bible Refs:
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Heb 3:13;
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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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MUSIC
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Name:
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CARLISLE
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Meter:
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1791
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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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| # 192 | No key | | # 512 | D | | # 393 | E | | # 523 | Eb | | # 3 | Eb | | # 592 | Eb | | # 513 | Eb | | # 595 | Eb | | # 368 | Eb | | # 30 | Eb | | # 706 | F |
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