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Father, my spirit owns
Thy right to mine and me;
Yet pardon human groans
From human agony;
The eye�s desire, the soul�s delight,
Thy wisdom hath seen good to blight.
Alas! the brittle reed,
On human life to lean!
A solace frail indeed,
Vanished as soon as seen!
Then, who shall fill the cheerless void,
Or stay the soul �mid hopes destroyed?
In deep submission, aid
The broken heart to be,
Nor, when the stroke is made,
To murmur or reply;
Great grace for greatest need bestow,
And strong supports for deepest woo.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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6 6 6 6 8 8
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Bible Refs:
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1 Sa 2:6;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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MUSIC
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Name:
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ORANGE
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6 6 6 6 8 8
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Key
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