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Saints in their graves lie down in peace,
No more by sin or hell opprest;
The wicked there from troubling cease,
And there the weary are at rest.
Thrice happy souls who’re gone before
To that inheritance divine!
They labor, sorrow, sigh no more,
But bright in endless glory shine.
There shall we join the blissful throng,
And meet our dearest friends again;
And all eternity, our song
To Jesus raise, and with him reign.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Bible Refs:
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Job 3:17;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| 1815 | # 325 |
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FESTUS (BONN)
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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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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| # 331 | D | | # 364 | D | | # 363 | D | | # 229 | D | | # 59 | D |
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