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Now Lord, I bow before thee
In humble posture fall;
For mercy I implore thee,
Oh hearken to my call.
Confusion now surrounds me,
To think how vile I am;
My wretched state confounds me,
And fills with grief and shame.
That time I have devoted,
To phantoms of the earth,
Which was to me allotted,
To seek a higher birth.
From earth, dear Saviour, draw me,
And fix my thoughts above;
If stubborn, deign to awe me,
Then great displays of love.
Oh let supreme affection,
To thee alone ascend;
And under thy direction,
May all my passions bend.
Thou canst alone sustain me,
In times of deep distress;
Thou wilt not then disdain me,
But wilt thy servant bless.
One look of thine all-cheering,
Will send my fears away;
Clouds fly at thine appearing,
And night is turned to day.
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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 | # 425 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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CHRISTUS DER IST MEIN LEBEN
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Meter:
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7 6 7 6
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1609
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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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| # 473 | No key | | # 579 | No key | | # 188 | No key | | # 535 | D | | # 575 | Eb |
ALTERNATIVE TUNES
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Name
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meter
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| 7 6 7 6 | | 7 6 7 6 |
echo ' | ';
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