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The powers of earth and of hell,
Whene’er they against me arise,
To Jesus my sorrows I tell.
My soul to its hiding place flies;
His favours he loves to dispense,
From him all my comforts proceed;
I make him my rock of defence,
My refuge in seasons of need.
In darkness and deepest distress,
When night’s sable mantle is spread,
And winds and the waves never cease,
And billows roll over my head;
Then let the storm furious roar,
The noise of the water-spouts roll;
I quickly shall gain the blest shore,
The haven of rest to my soul.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 D (D.L.M.)
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Dates:
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1818
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 28:7; Ps 42:7;
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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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MUSIC
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Name:
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NEW JERUSALEM
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 D (D.C.M.)
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Dates:
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2002
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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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Hymn Writer
