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O were my heart but form’d for woe,
What streams of pitying tears should flow,
To see the thoughtless sons of men
Labour, and toil, and live in vain!
One thing is needful—one alone;
If this be ours, all is our own:
’Tis needful now, ’twill needful be
In death and thro’ eternity.
Without it we are all undone,
Tho’ we could call the world our own;
Not all the joys of time and sense
Can countervail the loss immense.
Great God ! that pow’rful grace of thine,
Which rous’d a soul so dead as mine,
Can rouse these thoughtless sinners too,
The one thing needful to pursue.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Bible Refs:
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Lk 10:42;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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MUSIC
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Name:
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MORNING HYMN
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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1785
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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| # 74 | No key | | # 2 | No key | | # 265 | A | | # 3 | Ab | | # 672 | G | | # 555 | G | | # 931 | G | | # 68 | No key |
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