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Thus far my God hath led me on,
And made his truth and mercy known:
My hopes and fears alternate rise,
And comforts mingle with my sighs.
Through this wide wilderness I roam,
Far distant from my blissful home;
Lord, let thy presence be my stay,
And guard me in this dangerous way.
Temptations every where annoy,
And sins and snares my peace destroy;
Sore conflicts interrupt my rest,
And daily wound my anxious breast.
Afflictions press my spirit down;
Under their weight I sigh and groan:
My earthly joys are from me torn,
And oft an absent God I mourn.
My soul, with various tempests tossed,
Her hopes o'erturned, her projects crossed,
Sees every day new straits attend,
And wonders where the scene will end.
Is this, dear Lord, that thorny road,
Which leads us to the mount of God?
Are these the toils thy people know,
While in the wilderness below?
'Tis even so—thy faithful love
Doth all thy children's graces prove;
'Tis thus our pride and self must fall.
That Jesus may be all in all.
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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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Deu 8:2;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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MUSIC
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Name:
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MORNING HYMN
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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1785
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Key
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| # 74 | No key | | # 2 | No key | | # 265 | A | | # 3 | Ab | | # 672 | G | | # 555 | G | | # 931 | G | | # 68 | No key |
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