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The saints, who now in Jesus sleep,
His own almighty pow'r shall keep,
Till dawns the bright illustrious day,
When death itself shall die away.
How loud shall our glad voices sing.
When Christ his risen saints shall bring
From beds of dust, and sleeping clay,
To realms of everlasting day!
When Jesus we in glory meet.
Our utmost joys shall be complete;
When landed on that heav'nly shore,
Death and the curse shall be no more.
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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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Name:
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WAREHAM
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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1738
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 309 | No key | | # 9 | No key | | # 258 | A | | # 356 | A | | # 323 | Bb | | # 651 | Bb | | # 83 | Bb | | # 83 | Bb | | # 274 | Bb | | # 549 | Bb | | # 109 | Bb | | # 546 | Bb | | # 180 | Bb | | # 63 | Bb | | # 529 | Bb | | # 229.2 | No key |
ALTERNATIVE TUNES
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Name
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meter
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| 8 8 8 8 (L.M.) | | 8 8 8 8 (L.M.) |
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