8ABBAT R.             7th P. M. (8 lines 7s).                           
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lLight of  life,- se. mph -ic fire,-  Love di - vine, thy -self im - part?
 Eve  ry faint-Ing  soutin - spire; Shine in  eve - ry droop -Ig  heart 
2. Come in  this  ac-cept ed  hour;  Bring thy heav'n -ly  kingdo  In;  
Fill  us with thy glorisowRot-gotth                  sed of   sin 
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Eve-     mourn- ft    sin  ner  cheer; ScBat- ter    all  our guilt-y   gloom:
Son     of  God,   app-pearI ap pearI-   To    thy  hu-man   tem-pies  come.

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Noth- big more can    we    re - quire, -  We  will   co    vet noth - Lug
less;  Be   thou   all  our hearts' de  sire,-  All  our Joy, and   all 
 our   peace. 
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slow a d "Ven.iv                          ES SEX.           7th   or
6th    P. M.      (8 or 6    lines 7s).                      ,anged fir-
a Spaih Melody. 
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Sav- ior, when in dust    to thee,      Low   we   bow   th'a-dor- Ing knee;

When, re   pent- ant, to   the skies,   Scarce we lift    our stream-ing
eyes: 0,    by   all  the pain  and we,        Suf - fered once for man 
  be . low, 
V.¢.Bend-ing  from  thy throne on high,     Rear us when to thee   
   we   cry. 
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