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Begone thou vile seducer, go!
Thy charm shall not deceive me so;
Could I in endless riches roll,
These would not ease a wounded soul.
Should glittering robes my flesh adorn,
Were I to crowns and sceptres born;
Yet all the pageantry and state
Would scarce a single grief abate.
Through faith’s perspective now I see.
Earth’s gaudy scenes are vanity;
Now the sole objects of my choice,
Are heavenly wealth and heavenly joys.
To that blessed world above the skies,
My daily, hourly thoughts arise;
And there at length I hope to find,
Treasures that suit th’ immortal mind.
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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1818
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 39:6; Mt 16:26;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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FESTUS (BONN)
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| # 331 | D | | # 364 | D | | # 363 | D | | # 229 | D | | # 59 | D |
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