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Deceived by sin, we feel
Averse to all that�s good;
We cannot do the things we wish,
And do not what we could.
With seeming piety,
We oft ourselves beguile;
And while our deeds are fair to view,
Our hearts may still be vile.
Although the flaming sword
Hangs o�er our guilty head,
How few, alas, salvation seek,
Or God�s fierce anger dread.
Hardened, by sin deceived,
We feel no want, no pain;
Waken, oh Lord, our drowsy powers,
Nor let us sleep again.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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Dates:
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1818
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Bible Refs:
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Heb 3:13;
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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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CARLISLE
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Meter:
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1791
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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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| # 192 | No key | | # 512 | D | | # 393 | E | | # 523 | Eb | | # 3 | Eb | | # 592 | Eb | | # 513 | Eb | | # 595 | Eb | | # 368 | Eb | | # 30 | Eb | | # 706 | F |
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