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Lo, his sacred institution
Shows the state that we are in,
All the subjects of pollution,
All unholy and unclean.
‘Twas the Lord the rite appointed,
We his precepts must fulfil,
With our duty now acquainted,
Yield obedience to his will.
Now we sink beneath the waters,
Emblem of our death to sin;
Thence ascending, grace has taught us,
We our lives anew begin.
May we feel a change internal,
Wrought by power and grace divine;
Short of this, each form external
Will be found a fruitless sign.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 7 8 7
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Dates:
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1818
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Bible Refs:
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Col 2:12;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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MUSIC
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Name:
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ST. OSWALD
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Meter:
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8 7 8 7
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Dates:
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1857
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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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| # 42 | No key | | # 107 | D | | # 141 | D | | # 519 | D | | # 664 | D | | # 274 | D |
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