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There is a holy sacrifice
Which God in heaven will not despise,
Yea, which is precious in His eyes,
The contrite heart.
That lofty One, before whose throne
The countless hosts of heaven bow down,
Another dwelling-place will own,
The contrite heart.
The Holy One, the Son of God,
His pardoning love will shed abroad,
And consecrate as His abode
The contrite heart.
The Holy Spirit from on high
Will listen to its faintest cry,
And cheer and bless and purify
The contrite heart.
Saviour, I cast my hopes on Thee ;
Such as Thou art, I fain would be ;
In mercy, Lord, bestow on me
The contrite heart.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 4
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Dates:
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1903
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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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| 1903 | # 215 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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RISEHOLME
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8 8 8 4
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1871
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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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| # 314 | Ab | | # 275 | Ab |
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