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When oppressed with inward grief,
To the Lord for help I fly;
He alone can grant relief,
Nor his succour will deny.
Oft to him I tell my case,
Art his footstool spread my cares;
Oft he deigns to give me ease,
Dissipates my doubts and fears.
Oh could I, a feeble worm,
Like a wrestling Jacob prove;
I would then outbrave each storm,
Triumph in the Saviour’s love.
Never will I dare to boast,
Never speak of duties done;
Jesus is my only trust,
Jesus is my strength alone.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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7 7 7 7
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1818
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 61:2;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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MUSIC
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7 7 7 7
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1862
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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| # 90 | No key | | # 320 | Ab | | # 414 | Ab | | # 527 | Ab | | # 365 | Ab | | # 521 | Ab | | # 432 | Ab | | # 63 | Ab | | # 260 | Ab | | # 468 | Ab |
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