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Here is the records of his grace,
God’s brightest glory shines;
Here mercy’s varied form we trace,
As drawn in crimson lines.
Whate’er the theme, in every page,
His wondrous love appears,
My swelling sorrows to assuage,
And calm my rising fears.
Here I can read with sweet surprise,
The victories Jesus won;
Learn how he crushed my enemies,
And brought salvation down.
This world with all its glories, now
Grows less in my esteem;
Its shining pomp and glittering show
Are but an airy dream.
To realms of bliss my thoughts aspire,
Where Jesus lives and reigns;
My soul looks up with strong desire,
And longs to break her chains.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1818
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Bible Refs:
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1 Co 2:2; Phil 3:8;
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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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RICHMOND
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1792
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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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| # 101 | No key | | # 12 | F | | # 172 | F | | # 48 | G | | # 255 | G | | # 679 | G | | # 1 | G | | # 305 | G | | # 703 | G | | # 3 | G | | # 705 | G | | # 816.1 | No key |
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