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Show pity, Lord,
For we are frail and faint ;
We fade away,
Oh list to our complaint !
We fade away
Like flowers in the sun ;
We just begin,
And then our work is done.
Show pity, Lord :
Our souls are sore distressed ;
As troubled seas
Our natures have no rest ;
As troubled seas
That, surging, beat the shore,
We throb and heave
Ever and evermore.
Show pity, Lord :
Our grief is in our sin ;
We would be cleansed ;
Oh make us pure within !
We would be cleansed ;
For this we cry to Thee ;
Thy word of love
Can make the conscience free.
Show pity, Lord :
Inspire our hearts with love
That holy love
Which draws the soul above ;
That holy love
Which makes us one with Thee,
And with Thy saints,
Through all eternity.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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4 6 4 6
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Dates:
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1903
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Year
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Song #
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| 1903 | # 218 |
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