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Hark, 'tis the Saviour's voice I hear,
Come, trembling soul, dispel thy fear:
He saith, and who his word can doubt,
He will in no wise cast you out!
Doth satan fill you with dismay,
And tell you, Christ will cast away?
It is a truth, why should you doubt;
He will in no wise cast you out!
Doth sin appear before your view,
Of scarlet or of crimson hue?
If black as hell why should you doubt?
He will in no wise cast you out!
The Publican and dying Thief
Apply’d to Christ, and found relief;
Nor need you entertain a doubt;
He will in no wise cast you out!
Approach your God, make no delay,
He waits to welcome you to-day;
His mercy try, nor longer doubt;
He will in no wise cast you out!
“Lord, at thy call behold I come,
A guilty soul, lost and undone;
On thy rich blood I now rely;
O Pass my vile transgressions by.”
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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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Jn 6:37;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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| 1815 | # 355 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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RIVAULX
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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1866
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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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| # 39 | D | | # 107 | D | | # 519 | D | | # 38 | D | | # 363 | D | | # 433 | D | | # 164 | D |
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