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While midnight shades the earth o’erspread,
And veil the bosom of the deep,
Nature reclines her weary head,
And care respires and sorrows sleep;
My soul still aims at nobler rest,
Aspiring to her Savior’s breast.
Aid me, ye hovering spirits near,
Angels and ministers of grace;
Who ever, while you guard us here,
Behold your heavenly Father’s face!
Gently my raptured soul convey
To regions of eternal day.
Fain would I leave this earth below,
Of pain and sin the dark abode;
Where shadowy joy, or solid woe,
Allures, or tears me from my God:
Doubtful and insecure of bliss,
Since death alone confirms me His.
Till then, to sorrow born, I sigh,
And gasp, and languish after home;
Upward I send my streaming eye,
Expecting till the Bridegroom come:
Come quickly, Lord! Thy own receive;
Now let me see Thy face, and live.
Absent from Thee, my exiled soul
Deep in a fleshly dungeon groans;
Around me clouds of darkness roll,
And laboring silence speaks my moans:
Come quickly, Lord! Thy face display,
And look my midnight into day.
Error, and sin, and death are o’er,
If Thou reverse the creature’s doom;
Sad Rachel weeps her loss no more,
If Thou, the God, the Savior come:
Of Thee possest, in Thee we prove
The light, the life, the heaven of love.
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LYRICS
Meter:
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8 8 8 8 8 8
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Writer(s):
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Trans/Adapted:
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Dates:
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1739
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Bible Refs:
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MUSIC
Name:
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REST (MAGDALEN)
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 8 8
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1875
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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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| # 197 | No key | | # 69 | C | | # 318 | C | | # 544 | C | | # 140 | C | | # 290 | C | | # 600 | C | | # 825 | Db | | # 428 | Db |
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