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My God knows what I want;
He sees my helplessness,
And always readier is to grant,
Than I to ask his grace.
My fearful heart he reads—
Secures my soul from harms;
And underneath his mercy spreads
Its everlasting arms.
The fictious powers of chance
And fortune, I defy;
My life’s minutest circumstance
Is subject to his eye.
He hears the ravens call,
Nor will his children grieve;
Nor can a worthless sparrow fall,
Without my Father’s leave.
O may I doubt no more,
But in his pleasure rest:
Built on his love, his truth, and power,
My soul is truly blest.
T’ accomplish his design,
All dark events agree;
And ev'ry attribute divine
Is now at work for me.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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Bible Refs:
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Job 37:41;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| 1815 | # 499 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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FALCON STREET (SILVER STREET)
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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c.1770
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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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| # 282 | Bb | | # 680 | Bb | | # 709 | Bb | | # 9 | C | | # 249 | C | | # 375 | No key | | # 161 | C | | # 351 | C | | # 723 | C | | # 375.2 | C |
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