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When those who feared the Lord of old
Met oft, and spoke with one accord,
A book was written, and enrolled
Their faithful names before the Lord.
They shall be mine, Jehovah said,
And as a signet on my hand,
A crown of glory for my head,
Among my chosen jewels stand.
And I will spare them in that day,
Even as a father spares his son,
When all the proud are swept away,
The wicked, root and branch, undone.
Then shall my righteousness be shown;
Then, by their good or evil lot,
The sinner and the saint be known,
Who served the Lord, who served him not.
Lord, we are taught thy name to fear,
O may we tremble to offend;
Lord, we are taught to serve thee here,
may we be faithful to the end.
Our names are on thy church’s rolls,
But in thy book our pardon write:
Rich was the ransom of our souls,
may they be precious in thy sight.
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MUSIC
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Name:
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RIVAULX
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Dates:
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1866
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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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| # 39 | D | | # 107 | D | | # 519 | D | | # 38 | D | | # 363 | D | | # 433 | D | | # 164 | D |
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