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Break thro' the clouds, dear Lord, and shine,
Let us perceive thee nigh!
And to each mourning child of thine,
These gracious words apply:
Let not my children slight the stroke
I for chastisement send;
Nor faint beneath my kind rebuke,
For I am still their friend.
"The wicked I perhaps may leave
Awhile and not reprove;
But all the children I receive,
I scourge, because I love.
I see your hearts at present fill'd
With grief and deep distress;
But soon these bitter seeds shall yield
The fruits of righteousness."
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Bible Refs:
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MUSIC
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Name:
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JACKSON (BYZANTIUM)
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1780
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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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| # 475 | C | | # 100 | D | | # 404 | D | | # 34 | D | | # 329 | D | | # 342 | D | | # 382 | D | | # 125 | D |
ALTERNATIVE TUNES
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Name
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meter
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| 8 6 8 6 (C.M.) | | 8 6 8 6 (C.M.) |
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