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Martyr of God,
whose strength was steeled
To follow close God�s only Son,
Well didst thou brave thy battlefield,
And well thy heavenly bliss was won!
Now join thy prayers with ours, who pray
That God may pardon us and bless;
For prayer keeps evil�s plague away,
And draws from life its weariness.
Long, long ago, were loosed the chains
That held thy body once in thrall;
For us how many a bond remains!
O Love of God release us all.
All praise to God the Father be,
All praise to Thee, eternal Son;
All praise, O Holy Ghost, to Thee
While never ending ages run.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Dates:
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10 cent,1906
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Bible Refs:
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Rev 17:6;
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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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| 1906 | # 180 | | 1986 | # 217 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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WHITEHALL (PSALM 8)
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Meter:
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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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| # 495 | A | | # 505 | A |
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