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How soon is the sweet savour lost
Of those delightful days,
When Jesus first his love disclosed,
And tuned my lips to praise.
His law I cheerfully obeyed,
And all his ways approved;
I read and heard, and sung and prayed,
And my Redeemer loved.
With eager steps and strong desire,
I followed after God;
And thought that I should never tire
Along the heavenly road.
But oh, how fickle is my frame,
How soon my passions rove!
God and his grace are still the same,
But I inconstant prove.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1818
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 63:8; Rev 2:4;
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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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MARTYRDOM
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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1800, c1885
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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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| # 571 | A | | # 455 | A | | # 367 | A | | # 238 | A | | # 512 | A | | # 73 | G | | # 292 | G | | # 322 | G | | # 166 | G | | # 208 | G | | # 416 | G | | # 5 | G | | # 630 | G | | # 667 | No key |
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