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Anxious I strove to find the way,
Which to salvation led;
I listen'd long, 1 try'd to pray.
And heard what many said.
When some of joys and comforts told,
I fear'd that I was wrong;
For I was stupid, dead, and cold,
Had neither joys nor song.
The Lord my laboring heart relieved,
And made my burden light;
Then for a moment I believ'd.
And thought that all was right.
Of fierce temptations others talk'd.
Of anguish and dismay;
Thro' what distresses they had walk'd
Before they found the way.
Ah! then I thought my hopes were vain.
For I had liv'd at ease;
I wish'd for all my fears again.
To make me more like these.
I had my wish, the Lord disclosed
The evils of my heart;
And left my naked soul expos'd
To Satan's fiery dart.
Alas! I cry'd in deep despair.
Borne down with fearful pain!
How can I these fierce terrors bear.
And who will now sustain!
Again my Saviour brought me aid.
And when he set me free,
"Trust simply on my word," he said,
"And leave the rest to me."
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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MUSIC
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FINGAL
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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1885
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| # 539 | D | | # 456 | Eb | | # 159 | Eb | | # 4 | Eb |
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| 8 6 8 6 (C.M.) | | 8 6 8 6 (C.M.) |
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