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Why was unbelieving I.
Trembling, so afraid to die?
Now my feet in safety stand
Here within the promise land.
O what wond’rous grace is here,
Now I’m safe from ev'ry fear!
Sin and doubts are ever gone—
Sighing shall no more be known.
Henceforth neither grief nor pain;
Here successive pleasures reign;
All things our hosannas raise;
O the glories of this place!
O, ye perfect, happy ones,
Let me try to join your tunes!
Come let us exalt the Lamb,
Singing ever to his name.
He our full redemption wrought;
He for us this glory bought;
From the earth he calls us home;
To our Father’s house we’re come.
Oft in Kedar’s tents I try’d,
When my God his face did hide,
With my friends to raise this song,
but it Ianguish’d on my tongue.
Jesus now unveils his face ;
Here I shout of sov'reign grace;
Fill’d with love, incessant cry,
To his praise in rapture: high.
O, my drooping friends below,
Did you half this glory know,
Daily would you stretch the wing,
Here to fly and thus to sing.
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Meter:
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7 7 7 7
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Bible Refs:
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Is 64:4;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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MUSIC
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Name:
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PLEYEL
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7 7 7 7
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1791
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Key
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| # 581 | G | | # 457 | G | | # 555 | G | | # 372 | G | | # 252 | G | | # 409 | G |
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