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My thoughts how apt to rove abroad!
I soon forget myself and God,
And stray in paths unknown:
Those things which should concern me most.
Are least regarded, soonest lost,
My duties left undone.
Do thou who ever art the same,
Pity my weak and erring frame,
Uphold me in thy way:
Oh let my heart more stable be,
Fixed by thy grace and fixed for thee,
And fear again to stray.
In secret and in public too,
Lord, may I have thee in my view,
Whose eye my thoughts surveys:
My mind inform, my lusts control,
Those lusts so hurtful to my soul,
Which dread forebodings raise.
Thy sweet attractions may I feel,
Thy boundless love to me reveal,
And tell me I am thine:
Then shall my warm affections rise,
Above the earth, beyond the skies,
And I will call thee mine.
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LYRICS
Meter:
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8 8 6 8 8 6
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Writer(s):
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Trans/Adapted:
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Dates:
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1818
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 57:7;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1818 | # 514 |
MUSIC
Name:
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MERIBAH
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Meter:
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8 8 6 8 8 6
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1839
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 552 | Eb | | # 227 | Eb | | # 308 | Eb | | # 592 | Eb | | # 349 | Eb |
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