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View the bright ranks in order stand,
And round the throne appear;
Now free from each polluting sin,
And each distracting care.
They know no grief, nor suffer pain,
Their sighs are turned to songs;
Celestial love enflames their souls,
And praise employs their tongues.
In Jesus’ righteousness arrayed,
How beautiful and fair!
Rich the enjoyments they partake,
And bright the crowns they wear.
Could I but hope at length to join
The spirits of the just,
I’d trample on this empty world,
Nor cleave to earth and dust.
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1818 | # 811 |
MUSIC
Name:
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WILTSHIRE
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1795
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 1469 | Ab | | # 246 | Bb | | # 406 | Bb | | # 589 | Bb | | # 1566 | Bb | | # 72 | Bb | | # 73 | Bb | | # 562 | Bb | | # 57 | Bb | | # 427 | Bb | | # 454 | Bb | | # 290 | Bb | | # 633 | D |
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