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When faith lifts up her piercing eyes,
And looks within the veil;
Where there are streams which ever flow,
And springs that never fail.
Where every want shall be supplied,
And every fear suppressed;
My active soul expands her wings,
And longs to be at rest.
Fain would I reach that distant land
Of light, and bliss, and love;
And go from praying saints below,
To praising saints above.
Blessed Jesus, who art gone before,
Those mansions to provide;
Through subs and sorrows, fears and foes,
Be now my guard and guide.
Removed from hence, upon thy head
I’ll ever place the crown;
And in harmonious accents tell,
The wonders thou hast done.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1818
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Bible Refs:
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2 Co 5:1;
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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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| 1818 | # 816 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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ALBANO
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1868
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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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| # 125 | F | | # 614 | F | | # 626 | F | | # 183 | F | | # 315 | F | | # 315 | F |
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