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My life’s a bitter sweet at best,
No lasting peace or settled rest;
My spirit joys, and then it mourns,
Grace and corruption rule by turns.
God’s just commands would I fulfil,
Yet oft neglect, and wander still;
My promises are soon forgot,
I purpose and perform it not.
My only help is in the Lord,
‘Tis he alone can strength afford;
But if his presence he deny,
I quickly tire and faint and die.
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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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Gal 5:17; Heb 13:14;
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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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MUSIC
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FESTUS (BONN)
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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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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| # 331 | D | | # 364 | D | | # 363 | D | | # 229 | D | | # 59 | D |
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