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Oft my doubts and fears arise,
Weak and fickle in my frame;
Yet the Lord will not despise
Humble souls who fear his name.
When he frowns at my neglect,
Makes me feel the chastening rod,
‘Tis my follies to correct,
And to bring me near to God.
When I his withdrawments mourn,
Oft he condescends to smile;
Then with love and zeal I burn,
Cheerfully obey his will.
He’s my refuge ever nigh,
Nor his love will I forget;
If I perish when I die,
I will perish at his feet.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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7 7 7 7
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Dates:
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1818
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Bible Refs:
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Est 4:16; Ps 89:30;
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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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| 1818 | # 311 |
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Name:
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MERCY
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Meter:
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7 7 7 7
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1867
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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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| # 248 | Ab | | # 605 | Ab | | # 170 | Bb | | # 10 | Bb | | # 199 | Bb |
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