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Our life how short! a groan, a sigh;
We live—and then begin to die:
But Oh! how great a mercy this,
That death's a portal into bliss!
My soul! death swallows up thy fears,
My grave-clothes wipe away all tears;
Why should we fear this parting pain,
Who die, that we may live again?
Oh! how the resurrection light
Will clarify believers' sight;
How joyful will the saints arise.
And rub the dust from off their eyes!
My soul, my body, I will trust,
With him who numbers every dust;
My Saviour faithfully will keep
His own—their death is but a sleep.
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LYRICS
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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MUSIC
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HERR JESU CHRIST DICH ZU UNS
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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1628
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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| 8 8 8 8 (L.M.) | | 8 8 8 8 (L.M.) |
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