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How wondrous was the burning zeal
Which filled the Master�s breast,
When, all his sufferings full in view,
To Salem�s towers he pressed!
Dear Lord! no tongue can duly tell
Thy love�s prevailing might;
No thought can comprehend its length,
And breadth, and depth, and height!
Yet grant that we may follow thee thee
Through all thine hours of scorn;
And learn with thee to watch and pray,
With thee to weep and mourn.
And still, O bless�d Jesus Christ!
The more thy cross we see,
The more may each exclaim with joy,
The Saviour died for me!
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| 1866 | # 697 |
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ALPHEUS
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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| # 518 | D | | # 38 | D | | # 120 | D |
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