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Hell! ’tis a word of dreadful sound;
It chills the heart and shocks the ear;
It spreads a sickly damp around,
And makes the guilty quake with fear.
Far from the utmost verge of day,
Its frightful, gloomy region lies;
Fierce flames amidst the darkness play,
And thick sulphurous vapours rise.
The breath of God, his angry breath,
Still fans and still supplies the fire;
Here sinners taste the second death,
Longing to die, but can’t expire.
Conscience, the never dying worm,
With constant torture gnaws the heart,
And woe and wrath, in ev’ry form,
lnflame the wounds, increase the smart.
The wretches rave, o’erwhelm`d with woe,
And bite their everlasting chains;
But with their rage their torments grow,
Resentment but augments their pains.
Sad world indeed! what heart can bear,
Hopeless, in all these pains to lie;
Rack’d with vexation, grief, despair,
And ever dying, never die!
'Lord save a guilty soul from hell,
Who seeks thy pard’ning, cleansing blood;
0 let me in thy kingdom dwell,
To praise my Saviour and my God.'
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Bible Refs:
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Mk 9:48;
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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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MELCOMBE
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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1782
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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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| # 1 | No key | | # 520 | D | | # 520 | D | | # 4 | D | | # 75 | E | | # 927 | E | | # 155 | E | | # 273 | E | | # 347 | E | | # 356 | E | | # 161 | Eb | | # 268 | Eb | | # 678 | Eb | | # 40 | Eb | | # 219 | Eb | | # 253 | Eb | | # 303 | Eb | | # 363 | Eb | | # 394 | Eb | | # 597 | Eb | | # 80 | No key | | # 328 | No key | | # 17 | F |
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