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Jesus, while our hearts are bleeding
O’er the spoils that death has won,
We would at this solemn meeting
Calmly say, “Thy will be done.”
Though cast down, we’re not forsaken,
Though afflicted, not alone;
Thou didst give, and Thou hast taken;
Blessèd Lord, “Thy will be done.”
Fill us now with deep contrition,
Take away these hearts of stone,
And make all with true submission,
Meekly say, "Thy will be done."
Though today we’re filled with mourning,
Mercy still is on the throne;
With Thy smiles and love returning,
We can sing, “Thy will be done.”
By Thy hands the boon was given;
Thou hast taken but Thine own;
Lord of earth, and God of Heaven,
Evermore, “Thy will be done.”
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 7 8 7
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Dates:
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1834
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Bible Refs:
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Mt 26:42;
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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 | # 623 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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TALMAR (DORRNANCE)
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Meter:
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8 7 8 7
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1845
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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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| # 538 | E | | # 623 | E |
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