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Earth’s ten thousand voices
Daily rise and fall;
But there’s one within me
Clearer than them all.
’Tis the voice of Jesus;
And I do not know
When its tones first sounded,
’Tis so long ago.
As the days of childhood
Happily have sped,
Oft the voice has thrilled me:
"Follow Me!" it said.
Either in the accents
Of authority,
Or of love sore wounded,
As from Calvary.
Speak, Thy servant heareth;
Speak whate’er Thou wilt;
Let me know Thy mercy;
Let me know my guilt.
Conquer my perverseness;
Cure me of delay;
Save me, Lord and Savior,
Save—this very day.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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6 5 6 5 D
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Dates:
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1915
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Bible Refs:
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Jn 1:43;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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SKARA BARE
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Meter:
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6 5 6 5 D
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