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Sin is the poison of the soul,
Diffusing mortal pains;
Through every part it bears control
O’er every power it reigns.
Forgetful of his higher birth,
A slave to flesh and sense,
The sinner fondly grasps the earth,
And draws his comforts thence.
With flattering hopes himself he cheats,
With foolish lusts destroys.
The giddy round be still repents,
In quest of empty joys.
Careless he views his fatal wounds,
And wears his gilded chains;
Slights both his Makers smiles and frown,
Nor dreads eternal pains.
Sad state of poor distempered man,
How desperate in his case!
No remedy can he obtain,
But that of sovereign grace.
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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 Ti 6:9;
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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 | # 385 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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TALLIS' ORDINAL
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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c. 1567
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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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| # 172 | D | | # 310 | D | | # 304 | D | | # 607 | D | | # 78 | D | | # 208 | D | | # 332 | Eb | | # 459 | Eb | | # 73 | Eb | | # 72 | Eb | | # 508 | Eb | | # 77 | E | | # 385 | E |
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