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Why should thy face, where mercies dwell
Its beams of majesty conceal,
Regardless of the woes that wait
Around our long-afflicted state?
Behold, our soul with sorrow bends,
And down to dust, our life descends;
And, while thine arm its aid denies,
Prostrate on earth, deserted lies.
3 Thy mercy, Lord, alone we claim;
Redeem us, and exalt thy name:
Rise for our help, almighty Lord!
Salvation shall attend thy Word.
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 44;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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TRURO
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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1789
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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| # 301 | C | | # 645 | C | | # 22 | C | | # 190 | C | | # 240 | C | | # 433 | C | | # 20 | C | | # 123 | D | | # 102 | D | | # 247 | D | | # 676 | D | | # 233 | D | | # 272 | D | | # 628 | D | | # 403 | D |
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