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Come, Jesus, come, return again;
With brighter beams thy servants bless,
"Who long to feel thy perfect re'gn,
And share thy kingdom's hallelujahs.
A feeble race, by passion driven,
In darkness and in doubt we roam,
And lift our anxious eyes to heaven.
Our hope, our harbor, and our home.
Come, Jesus, come, and, as of yore
The prophet went to clear thy way;
A harbinger thy feet before,
A dawning of thy brighter day:
So now may grace with heavenly shower
Our stony hearts for truth prepare,
Sow in our souls the seed of power,
Then come and reap thy harvest there.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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MUSIC
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ROCKINGHAM (Miller)
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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1790
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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| # 233 | No key | | # 596 | D | | # 265 | Eb | | # 281 | Eb | | # 151 | Eb | | # 115 | Eb | | # 180 | Eb | | # 182 | Eb | | # 217 | Eb | | # 322 | Eb | | # 459 | Eb | | # 108 | Eb | | # 317 | Eb | | # 317 | Eb | | # 69 | F |
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