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Of the virtues man possesses,
‘Tis humility I love,
This it is the Saviour blesses,
This the grace that men approve;
Lo, the pharisee elated,
Offered up his formal prayers,
While the publican entreated,
And the Lord his sighing hears.
Pride became the angels’ ruin,
‘Twas by this our parents died,
All the pains and sorrows growing
Had their origin in pride;
Grant me, Lord, a humble spirit,
Let me my dependence know,
Feel I nothing have of merit,
Humble me and keep me low.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 7 8 7 D
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Dates:
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1818
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Bible Refs:
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Lk 18:11;
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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 | # 395 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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REX GLORIAE
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8 7 8 7 D
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Dates:
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1868
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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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| # 122 | A | | # 444 | A | | # 148 | A | | # 171 | Ab | | # 223 | Ab | | # 397 | G |
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