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What poor, despised company
Of travellers are these,
That walk in yonder narrow way,
Along the rugged maze?
Ah, they are of a royal line,
All children of a King;
Heirs of immortal crowns divine,
And loud for joy they sing.
Why do they, then, appear so mean,
And why so much despised?
Because of their rich robes, unseen,
The world is not apprised.
But some of them seem poor, distressed,
And lacking daily bread;
Oh! they’re of boundless wealth possessed
With hidden manna fed!
But why keep they the narrow road,
That rugged, thorny maze?
Why, that’s the way their leader trod,
They love and keep his ways.
Why must they shun the pleasant path
That worldlings love so well?
Because that is the way to death;
The open road to hell.
What! is there then no other road
To Salem’s happy ground?
Christ is the only way to God;
None other can be found.
---Alternative verses---
Ah! these are of a royal line,
All children of a King;
Heirs of immortal crowns divine,
And, lo! for joy they sing.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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1774
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Bible Refs:
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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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| 2005 | # 472 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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LAMBERT STREET
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Dates:
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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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| # 236 | Bb |
ALTERNATIVE TUNES
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Name
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| 8 6 8 6 D (D.C.M.) |
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