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Kind Lord, o’erwhelmed with grief,
here at thy feet I lie;
And wilt thou not afford relief,
And cast a pitying eye?
Thy mighty arm make bare,
And cause thy face to shine;
Forgive my follies, banish fear,
And make me wholly thine.
When through the spreading cloud,
No glimmering light I see,
Help me to trust thy holy word,
Till clouds and darkness flee.
The comforts once enjoyed,
Do thou again restore;
Then shall my powers be all employed,
Thy goodness to adore.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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Dates:
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1818
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Bible Refs:
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Is 50:10;
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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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Name:
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DONCASTER (BETHLEHEM)
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Meter:
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1837
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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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| # 170 | C | | # 530 | D | | # 574 | D | | # 202 | D | | # 267 | D | | # 390 | D | | # 306 | D | | # 513 | D | | # 685 | D | | # 807 | D | | # 692 | D |
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