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'Twas on that night
of deepest woe,
When darkness
round did thicken,
When through deep waters
Thou didst go,
And for our sins wast stricken;
Thou, Lord, didst seek
that we should be
With grateful hearts
remembering Thee.
How deep the sorrow,
who can tell,
Which was for us endured?
O love divine,
that broke the spell
Which had our hearts allured!
With heart and conscience
now set free,
It is our joy to think of Thee.
O Lord, how precious
is Thy thought,
How wondrous Thy desire,
To win our hearts,
once worse than nought,
Who now by grace aspire
To seek Thy glory,
bear Thy shame,
To keep Thy word,
and love Thy name.
We know Thee
now exalted high,
Ourselves in Thee accepted;
We wait the hour
which now draws nigh,
Thy coming long expected;
Till Thou dost come
we still would be
With grateful hearts
remembering Thee.
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 8 8
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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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| 1881 | # 188 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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ARABIA
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8 6 8 6 8 8
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Key
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