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Why, oh my soul, dost thou forget,
One lying prostrate at thy feet;
Why thus conceal thy lovely face,
And leave my soul in deep distress?
Is it because I faintly seek,
With love so cold and faith so weak;
Or do my sins like mountains rise,
And hide thy glory from my eyes?
Return, dear Lord, to me return,
For thee I languish, sigh and mourn;
Thy presence will new life convey,
And banish all my fears away.
On me with beams of mercy shine,
And aid with grace and power divine;
My thankful tongue shall then proclaim,
To listening crowds thy wondrous name.
In sweetest accents, loud and strong,
To thee I’ll raise my grateful song,
Till others catch the sacred fire,
And ardent raise thy praises higher.
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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 13:1;
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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 | # 426 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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FEDERAL STREET
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Dates:
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1832
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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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| # 83 | F | | # 317 | F | | # 291 | F | | # 480 | G | | # 598 | G | | # 376 | G | | # 389 | G |
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