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O Holy Father, Friend unseen !
Since on Thine arm Thou bid'st me lean,
Help me throughout life's varying scene
By faith to cling to Thee.
Oft when I seem to tread alone
Some barren waste with thorns o'ergrown,
Thy voice of love in gentlest tone
Whispers, "Still cling to Me!"
Though faith and hope may long be tried,
I ask not, need not, aught beside,
But safe, and calm, and satisfied,
In love to cling to Thee.
Blest is my lot whate'er befall ;
What can disturb me, who appal,
While as my Strength, my Rock, my All,
Father, I cling to Thee?
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 6
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Dates:
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1903
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| 1903 | # 133 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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MISERICORDIA
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8 8 8 6
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1875
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| # 132 | Eb | | # 443 | Eb | | # 283 | Eb | | # 353 | Eb | | # 255 | Eb |
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