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All praise to him whose wondrous grace
Withdraws from sin my wandering feet,
Conducts in paths of righteousness,
And makes my happiness complete.
His wisdom guides, his power defends,
His liberal hand supplies my wants;
How rich the bounties which he sends,
The blessings that he daily grants.
Then what I have by grace attained,
I’ll hold it fast till Jesus come;
Sweet day, when all my griefs shall end,
And I shall reach my final home.
Scarce worth a thought this globe appears,
When faith its pinions spreads aboard,
Mount up the high ascent, and bears
The soul aloft to heaven and God.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Dates:
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1818
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Bible Refs:
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Ac 20:24; Rev 2:10;
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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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CHURCH TRIUMPHANT
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Dates:
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1874
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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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| # 86 | A | | # 226 | Bb | | # 204 | Bb | | # 194 | Bb | | # 58 | Bb | | # 182 | Bb | | # 443 | Bb | | # 196 | Bb | | # 35 | Bb | | # 279 | C | | # 129 | C | | # 423 | No key |
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