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Jesus, th'incarnate God of love,
Rules all the shining worlds above;
And though his name the heavens transcend,
Yet he is still the sinner's friend.
Before the rolling skies were made,
Or nature's deep foundations laid,
He saw our fall, and did intend
To shew himself the sinner's friend.
Behold, the condescending God
A while forsakes his bright abode;
To our mean world see him descend,
And groan and die the sinner's friend.
When the appointed hour was come,
He burst the barriers of the tomb;
Then to the skies he did ascend,
Where still he lives the sinner's friend.
Ye mourning souls, to Jesus come—
Cast off despair, there yet is room;
To his dear hands your cause commend,
Who only is the sinner's friend.
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LYRICS
Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Bible Refs:
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Lk 7:34;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1815 | # 77 |
MUSIC
Name:
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ARIZONA
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 910 | Bb | | # 532 | F | | # 474 | F | | # 341 | F | | # 430 | No key |
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