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Blest be th' Eternal Infinite!
Whose skill conducts this rolling sphere.
Who rules our day, who guards our night.
And guides the swift, revolving year!
Our race are falling every hour,
While we distinguished yet appear:
'Tis of thy matchless love and power.
That we are spared another year.
Oh! for a sweet refreshing time;
Father! thy children wish thee near:
Come, and our joys shall be sublime,
While we begin another year.
Now may thy Spirit's love reveal,
And make our heavenly prospects clear;
Our interest in them may we feel,
While we pass on from year to year.
May that good Spirit be our guide,
During our stay as pilgrims here;
Nor let us from our God backslide,
As we have done the former year.
Strengthen our faith, increase our love,
Fill us with godly, filial fear;
And to thy waiting children prove
Thy grace through every fleeting year,
This truth impress on every soul,
That vast eternity is near—
That time's swift moments onward roll.
To bring the last—the closing year.
When nature in a blaze shall die,
Or death conclude our being here,
Then to our Jesus may we fly,
To spend a never ending year.
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LYRICS
Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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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 | # 658 |
MUSIC
Name:
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CHURCH TRIUMPHANT
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1874
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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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| # 86 | A | | # 226 | Bb | | # 204 | Bb | | # 194 | Bb | | # 58 | Bb | | # 182 | Bb | | # 443 | Bb | | # 196 | Bb | | # 35 | Bb | | # 279 | C | | # 129 | C | | # 423 | No key |
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