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Christ in His heavenly garden walks all day,
And calls to souls upon the world's highway ;
Wearied with trifles, maimed and sick with sin,
Christ by the gate stands, and invites them in.
" How long, unwise, will ye pursue your woe ?
Here from the throne sweet waters ever go ;
Here the white lilies shine like stars above ;
Here in the red rose burns the face of Love.
" Tis not from earthly paths I bid you flee,
But lighter in My ways your feet will be ;
Tis not to summon you from human mirth,
But add a depth and sweetness not of earth."
"Still by the gate I stand as on ye stray :
Turn your steps hither, am not I the Way ?
The sun is falling fast ; the night is nigh :
Why will ye wander ? Wherefore will ye die ? "
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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10 10 10 10
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Dates:
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1818
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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| 1903 | # 67 |
MUSIC
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ELLERS
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Meter:
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10 10 10 10
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1869
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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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| # 597 | No key | | # 50 | No key | | # 702 | Ab | | # 280 | Ab | | # 27 | Ab | | # 376 | Ab | | # 291 | Ab | | # 691 | Ab | | # 442 | Ab | | # 31 | Ab | | # 81 | D | | # 604 | G | | # 439 | G |
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