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Where is my Saviour now,
Whose smiles I once possessed?
Till he return, I bow,
By heaviest grief oppressed:
My days of happiness are gone,
And I am left to weep alone.
Where can the mourner go,
And tell his tale of grief?
Ah! who can soothe his woe,
And give him sweet relief?
Earth can not heal the wounded breast,
Or give the troubled sinner rest.
Jesus! thy smiles impart;
My dearest Lord return,
And ease my wounded heart,
And bid me cease to mourn:
Then shall this night of sorrow flee,
And peace and heaven be found in thee.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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6 6 6 6 8 8
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Bible Refs:
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Phil 2:1;
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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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| 1866 | # 942 |
MUSIC
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OLD 148TH
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6 6 6 6 8 8
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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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| # 161 | D | | # 108 | D |
ALTERNATIVE TUNES
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Name
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meter
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| 6 6 6 6 8 8 | | 6 6 6 6 8 8 |
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