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My foes abound, my strength is small,
To thee for succour, Lord, I fly;
Prostrate before thy feet I fall,
Thine aid implore now danger’s nigh:
Oh hear a trembling sinner’s prayer,
And save me from the fowler’s snare.
Though by the world I am despised,
I trust thou wilt not slight me, Lord;
Since thy commandments I have prized,
And not forgot thy holy word:
Oh hear a trembling sinner’s prayer,
And make me thy peculiar care.
Armed by thy power, preserved by grace,
Let me pursue my heavenly way,
Till I behold thy glorious face,
In realms of everlasting day:
Then shall I ceaseless anthems raise,
And prayers and tears be turned to praise.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 8 8
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Dates:
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1818
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 119:141;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| 1818 | # 417 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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STELLA
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 8 8
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Dates:
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1852
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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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| # 47 | D | | # 319 | Eb | | # 595 | Eb | | # 452 | Eb | | # 14 | Eb | | # 290 | Eb | | # 721 | Eb |
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