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O, weep not for the joys that fade
Like evening lights away,
For hopes that, like the stars decayed,
Have left thy mortal day.
The clouds of sorrow will depart,
And brilliant skies be given;
And bliss awaits the holy heart,
Amid the bowers of heaven.
Oh weep not for the friends that pass
Into the lonely grave,
As breezes sweep the withered grass
Along the restless wave;
For though thy pleasures may depart,
And mournful days be given,
Yet bliss awaits the holy heart,
When friends rejoin in heaven.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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AZMON (DENFIELD)
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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1828,1839
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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| # 176 | No key | | # 485 | A | | # 76 | Ab | | # 117 | Ab | | # 129 | Ab | | # 440 | G | | # 587 | G | | # 178 | A | | # 296 | A | | # 717 | A | | # 109 | A | | # 187 | Ab | | # 239 | Ab |
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