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Backsliders, who your misery feel,
Attend your Saviour's call;
Return, he'll your backslidings heal;
O, crown him Lord of all.
Though crimson sin increase your guilt,
And painful is your thrall:
For broken hearts his blood was spilt,
O, crown him Lord of all.
Take with you words, approach his throne,
And low before him fall;
He understands the Spirit's groan,
O, crown him Lord of all.
Whoever comes, he'll not cast out,
Although your faith be small;
His faithfulness you cannot doubt,
Then crown him Lord of all.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 extended
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Bible Refs:
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Ac 10:36;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1815 | # 67 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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DIADEM
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8 6 8 6 extended
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1838
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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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| # 96 | Ab | | # 665 | Ab | | # 361 | Ab | | # 134 | Bb | | # 203 | Bb | | # 6 | Bb | | # 2 | Bb | | # 5 | G | | # 252 | G | | # 140.1 | No key |
ALTERNATIVE TUNES
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Name
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meter
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| 8 6 8 6 6 | | 8 6 8 6 8 6 |
echo ' | ';
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Hymn Writer
