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Servant of God, well done!
Thy glorious warfare�s past;
The battle�s fought, the race is won,
And thou art crowned at last.
Of all thy heart�s desire
Triumphantly possessed;
Lodged by the ministerial choir
In thy Redeemer�s breast.
In condescending love,
Thy ceaseless prayer He heard;
And bade thee suddenly remove
To thy complete reward.
Ready to bring the peace,
Thy beauteous feet were shod,
When mercy signed thy soul�s release,
And caught thee up to God.
With saints enthroned on high,
Thou dost thy Lord proclaim,
And still to God salvation cry,
Salvation to the Lamb!
O happy, happy soul!
In ecstasies of praise,
Long as eternal ages roll,
Thou seest Thy Savior�s face.
Redeemed from earth and pain,
Ah! when shall we ascend,
And all in Jesus� presence reign
With our translated friend?
Come, Lord, and quickly come!
And, when in Thee complete,
Receive Thy longing servants home,
To triumph at Thy feet.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1770
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Bible Refs:
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Mt 25:23;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1899 | # 632 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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MORNINGTON
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Meter:
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1805
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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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| # 298 | E | | # 662 | E |
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