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Forever with the Lord!
So, Father, let it be;
Life from the dead is in that word,
‘T is immortality.
Here in the body pent,
Absent from Thee I roam;
Yet nightly pitch my moving tent
A day’s march nearer home.
My Father’s house on high!
Home of my soul, how near
At times to faith’s foreseeing eye
Thy golden gates appear!
I hear at morn and even,
At noon and midnight hour,
The choral harmonies of heaven
Earth’s Babel-tongues o-erpower.
And then I feel, that He,
Remembered or forgot,
The Lord, is never far from me,
Though I perceive Him not.
Forever with the Lord!
Father! If ‘t is Thy will,
The promise of that blessed word
Even here to me fulfil.
Be Thou at my right hand,
Then can I never fail;
Uphold Thou me, and I shall stand;
Help, and I must prevail.
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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FRANCONIA
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6 6 8 6 (S.M.)
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| # 88 | No key | | # 585 | D | | # 60 | D | | # 89 | D | | # 48 | D | | # 463 | Eb | | # 684 | Eb | | # 56 | Eb | | # 242 | Eb | | # 190 | Eb | | # 461 | Eb | | # 507 | Eb | | # 690 | Eb | | # 261 | Eb | | # 640 | No key | | # 329 | No key |
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