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The wicked live, increase in power,
And every earthly good possess;
They gain accessions to their store,
And still they labour with success.
Strangers to poverty and pain,
They taste of each terrestrial joy;
Madly intent this world to gain,
They gain the world, their souls destroy.
Their feet are in a slippery place,
Their riches swift as shadows fly:
Their honour ends in long disgrace,
In mirth they live, in aguish die.
Oh may I flee the fatal snare,
And straight to bliss my course pursue,
Dependant on thy guardian care,
Press on with glory in my view.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Dates:
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1818
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 77:12; Jer 12:1-2;
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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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MARYTON
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Dates:
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1874
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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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| # 320 | D | | # 456 | D | | # 518 | E | | # 63 | E | | # 32 | E | | # 128 | Eb | | # 451 | Eb | | # 385 | Eb | | # 426 | Eb | | # 122 | Eb | | # 11 | Eb |
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