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Lord, should my path through suffering lie,
Forbid that I should e’er repine:
Still let me turn to Calvary,
Nor heed my griefs, remembering thine.
Oh, let me think how thou didst leave
Untasted, every pure delight,
To fast, to faint, to watch, to grieve,
The toilsome day, the homeless night.
To faint, to grieve, to die for me!
Thou camest not thyself to please:
And, dear as earthly comforts be,
Shall I not love thee more than these?
Yes: I would count them all but loss,
To gain the notice of thine eye:
Flesh shrinks and trembles at the cross,
But thou canst give the victory.
Saviour! thy needful grace afford:
On thee my trembling soul I cast:
Perfect thy work within me, Lord,
And own my worthless name at last.
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| 1866 | # 699 |
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IOSCO
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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| # 103 | F | | # 197 | F |
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| 8 8 8 8 D (D.L.M.) |
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