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My soul desires the word,
As infants seek the breast;
To me its sacred promises,
Afford a constant feast.
When I behold the page,
Where Jesus’ glories shine,
A genial warmth spread o’er my soul,
The power of love divine.
Its precepts are a light,
To guide me lest I stray,
A shining lamp around my path,
To show my feet the way.
Its threatenings awe the mind,
And make me fear to sin;
And while thy word is my delight,
It keeps my conscience clean.
‘Tis here, in deep distress,
I solid comfort find;
Beneath the frownings of the world,
It soothes the troubled mind.
From imperfection free,
In it all riches meet;
Not purest gold is half so dear,
Nor honey half so sweet.
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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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Ps 119:105;
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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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ST. MICHAEL (OLD 134TH)
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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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1551,1836
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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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| # 88 | No key | | # 363 | A | | # 691 | A | | # 882 | A | | # 18 | A | | # 70 | A | | # 152 | A | | # 380 | D | | # 210 | G | | # 16 | G | | # 495 | G | | # 512 | G | | # 342 | G | | # 377 | G | | # 594 | G | | # 446 | G | | # 488 | No key | | # 161 | Ab | | # 335.1 | Ab | | # 22 | A |
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