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To thee, oh, God of grace,
In my distress I cry;
How long wilt thou conceal thy face,
And pass my sorrow by?
I, like a lonely dove,
My state am left to mourn;
I feel the absence of my Love,
And wait his kind return.
And shall I wait in vain,
Devote my days to grief;
Oh hear me, Lord, while I complain,
And haste to my relief.
Come leaping o’er the hills,
Which separate from thee;
Scatter each cloud which now conceals
Thy presence, lord, from me.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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Dates:
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1818
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Bible Refs:
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Song 3:1; Is 38:14;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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MUSIC
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Name:
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ST. BRIDE
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Meter:
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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Dates:
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1762
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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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| # 322 | Bb | | # 450 | Bb | | # 180 | Bb | | # 316 | Bb | | # 583 | Bb | | # 81 | Bb | | # 352 | Bb | | # 37 | Bb | | # 101 | Bb | | # 249 | Bb | | # 322 | C | | # 528 | No key | | # 233 | No key |
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