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This life is dark, my Father,
I can not go aright;
Oh, take my hand, my Father,
And guide me to the light.
The way is long, my Father,
Thorns bleed my weary feet;
Oh, come to me, my Father,
It will be very sweet.
I’m faint and weary, Father,
Contending with the tide;
Oh, draw me near thee, Father,
Close, close to Thy dear side.
Long have I toiled, my Father,
While fears oppressed me sore,
Lift me above them, Father,
Up to the heavenly shore.
The cross is heavy, Father,
Its weight does crush me down;
Oh, take me, take me, Father,
And with thy arms surround.
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7 6 7 6
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ST. ALPHEGE
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7 6 7 6
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| # 69 | No key | | # 104 | F | | # 472 | F | | # 583 | F | | # 225 | F | | # 439 | G | | # 625 | G | | # 284 | G | | # 652 | G | | # 775 | G | | # 350 | G | | # 429 | G |
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