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What jarring natures dwell within
Imperfect grace, remaining sin!
Nor can this reign, nor that prevail,
Tho' each by turns my heart assail.
Now I complain, and groan and die, —
Now raise my songs of triumph high;
Sing a rebellious passion slain,
Or mourn — to feel it live again.
One happy hour beholds me rise,
Borne upward to my native skies;
While faith assists my soaring flight
To realms of joy, and worlds of light.
Scarce a few hours or minutes roll
Ere each reclaims my captive soul;
I feel its sympathetic force,
And headlong urge my downward course.
How short the joys thy visits give!
How long thine absence, Lord, I grieve!
What clouds obscure my rising sun,
Or intercept its rays at noon!
Great God, assist me thro' the fight;
Make me triumphant in thy might;
Thou the desponding heart canst raise,
The vict'ry mine, and thine the praise,
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LYRICS
Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1852
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Bible Refs:
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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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| 1815 | # 220 |
MUSIC
Name:
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FESTUS (BONN)
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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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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| # 331 | D | | # 364 | D | | # 363 | D | | # 229 | D | | # 59 | D |
ALTERNATIVE TUNES
Name
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meter
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| 8 8 8 8 (L.M.) | | 8 8 8 8 (L.M.) |
echo ' | ';
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