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Say, oh my soul, why so distressed,
Why thus indulge thy grief?
Canst thou on no kind promise rest,
Nor thence derive relief?
God’s way may change, but not his heart,
He loves e’en when he frowns;
And by affliction’s bleeding smart,
Fits us for heavenly crowns.
Withdrawn awhile, he will return,
And chase away the fears;
Thus midnight clouds and mists are gone,
When the bright morn appears.
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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| 1818 | # 521 |
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ALBANO
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1868
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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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| # 125 | F | | # 614 | F | | # 626 | F | | # 183 | F | | # 315 | F | | # 315 | F |
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