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That great day of wrath and terror,
That last day of woe and doom,
Like a thief that comes at midnight,
On the sons of men shall come;
When the King of heavenly glory
Shall assume his throne on high;
When the bands of all his angels
Shall be near him in the sky;
When the sun shall turn to sackcloth,
And the moon be red as blood;
When the stars shall fall from heaven,
As the leaves fall in a wood.
Therefore, man, while yet thou mayest,
From the tempter’s malice fly!
Give thy bread to feed the hungry,
If thou seekest to win the sky.
Let thy loins be straitly girded,
Life be pure, and heart be right,
That whene’er the bridegroom cometh,
Full thy lamp may shine,and bright.
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LYRICS
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8 7 8 7
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| 1866 | # 1281 |
MUSIC
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ST. OSWALD
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8 7 8 7
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1857
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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| # 42 | No key | | # 107 | D | | # 141 | D | | # 519 | D | | # 664 | D | | # 274 | D |
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| 8 7 8 7 D | | 8 7 8 7 D |
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