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Incarnate Saviour, in thy face
Does ev'ry charm combine;
Thine are the glories of a God....
All human beauties shine.
And is there such an icy breast,
Can trace redeeming love....
Can view a dying Lord; nor feel
One softer passion move?
Well may th' Almighty's direful curse
Its awful thunders roll;
And pointed lightnings play around
To blast the guilty soul!
Aghast before his judgement-seat,
With conscious guilt they stand;
Trembling, await th'eternal doom,
And vengeance from his hand.
Wretches, ye once despised my love,
Now feel my vengeful ire....
Accurs'd, depart my blissful face,
To dwell in quenchless fire.
Dear Saviour, I would love thy name,
And give my all to thee;
Be thou my teacher, priest, and king,
And all in all to me.
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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ST. ANNE
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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| # 160 | No key | | # 206 | No key | | # 85 | No key | | # 41 | C | | # 71 | C | | # 52 | C | | # 415 | C | | # 53 | C | | # 286 | C | | # 383 | C | | # 513 | C | | # 358 | C | | # 878 | C | | # 53 | C | | # 100 | C | | # 207 | C | | # 165 | C | | # 439 | C | | # 661 | D | | # 739 | D | | # 178 | C |
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