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O let me, gracious Lord, extend
My View to life's approaching end.
What are my days?―a span their line;
And what my age, compared with thine
Our life, advancing to its close,
While scarce its earliest dawn it knows,
Swift, through an empty shade, we run,
And vanity and man are one.
God of my fathers! here, as they,
I walk, the pilgrim of a day;
A transient guest, thy works admire,
And instant to my home retire.
O spare me, Lord, in mercy spare,
And nature's failing strength repair,
Ere, life's short circuit wandered o'er,
I perish, and am seen no more.
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Ps 39;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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FEDERAL STREET
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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1832
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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| # 83 | F | | # 317 | F | | # 291 | F | | # 480 | G | | # 598 | G | | # 376 | G | | # 389 | G |
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