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Dark were the paths our Master trod,
Yet never failed his trust in God;
Cruel and fierce the wrongs he bore,
Yet he but felt for man the more.
Unto the cross in faith he went,
His Father’s willing instrument;
Upon the cross his prayer arose
In pity for his ruthless foes.
O, may we all his kindred be,
By holy love and sympathy;
Still loving man through every ill,
And trusting in our Father’s will!
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LYRICS
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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MUSIC
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MELCOMBE
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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1782
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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| # 1 | No key | | # 520 | D | | # 520 | D | | # 4 | D | | # 75 | E | | # 927 | E | | # 155 | E | | # 273 | E | | # 347 | E | | # 356 | E | | # 161 | Eb | | # 268 | Eb | | # 678 | Eb | | # 40 | Eb | | # 219 | Eb | | # 253 | Eb | | # 303 | Eb | | # 363 | Eb | | # 394 | Eb | | # 597 | Eb | | # 80 | No key | | # 328 | No key | | # 17 | F |
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