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Perplex’d and distressed,
I search all around,
In quest of contentment,
If it may be found;
But still disappointed,
Each day I remain,
My toil is incessant,
And little my gain.
On springs that are earthly,
I’ll cease to depend,
To object more noble,
My thoughts shall ascend;
The good I am seeking,
And long to embrace,
Is found but in Jesus,
The author of peace.
He is the saint’s treasure,
The joy of his heart,
And to his disciples,
All good will impart;
Whatever is needful,
His hand will bestow,
And none but believers,
His excellence know.
And will the dear Saviour
Look down upon me?
Then to him with pleasure,
I’ll instantly flee;
Will make my confession,
And fall at his feet,
In full expectation,
A welcome to meet.
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LYRICS
Meter:
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6 5 6 5 D
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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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Phil 4:19;
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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 | # 547 |
MUSIC
Name:
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ST. DENIO
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Meter:
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11 11 11 11
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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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| # 103 | A | | # 34 | A | | # 61 | Ab | | # 18 | Ab | | # 25 | Ab | | # 235 | Ab | | # 396 | Ab | | # 234 | G | | # 9 | G |
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