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When faith beholds the saints above,
And hears their strains of Jesu's love;
I fain would fly to join their lays,
And sing with them my Saviour's praise.
But can my soul such bliss obtain,
Whose guilt deserves eternal pain?
Can I expect his face to see
Throughout a vast eternity?
If heaven be mine, 'tis all of grace,
I'll praise him for the lowest place;
May I but reach within the door,
My anxious soul desires no more.
“There, ye that love my Saviour, sit,
There I with you would fain have place,
Among your thrones or at your feet,
So I might see his lovely face.”
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| 1815 | # 635 |
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ROCKINGHAM (Miller)
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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1790
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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| # 233 | No key | | # 596 | D | | # 265 | Eb | | # 281 | Eb | | # 151 | Eb | | # 115 | Eb | | # 180 | Eb | | # 182 | Eb | | # 217 | Eb | | # 322 | Eb | | # 459 | Eb | | # 108 | Eb | | # 317 | Eb | | # 317 | Eb | | # 69 | F |
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