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Happy the hours, the golden days,
When I could call my JESUS mine;
And sit and view his smiling face,
And melt in pleasures all divine.
Near to my heart, within my arms
He lay, till sin defil'd my breast:
Till broken vows and earthly charms,
Tir'd and provok'd my heav'nly guest.
But now he's gone, (O mighty woe!)
Gone from my soul and hides his love!
I hate the sins that grieved him so;
The sins that forced him to remove.
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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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WALTHAM
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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1872
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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| # 152 | Eb | | # 78 | Eb | | # 446 | Eb | | # 496 | Eb |
ALTERNATIVE TUNES
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meter
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| 8 8 8 8 (L.M.) | | 8 8 8 8 (L.M.) | | 8 8 8 8 (L.M.) |
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