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Woodbury, I. B. (Issac Baker), 1819-1858 (ed.) / The new lute of Zion: a collection of sacred music, designed for the use of congregations generally, but more especially the Methodist Episcopal Church
(c1856)

Part third. Containing pieces for prayer and social meetings, revivals, and music for the old folks.,   pp. [316]-362


Page 357

EXHORTATION. L.. 
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Now   m ........ the heat   of    youth  -  ful blood, Re- mem   - her  
your  Ore - a - tor   God.                                    Be - 
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  Go.ol the                         moth come 
Now   in ........ the heat  of    youth  -  ful blood, Re - mer  - ber  
your  Ore - a - tor   God.                    Be-holdthe months come 
XHORi"TI              ,. L. M. 
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Be -hold the months come hastening on, When 
When    you shall say, my  joys  are gone. 
joys       are   gone........... 
When you slall say, my joys are gone, When you shall say, my joys    are
gone. 
"LOVEST THOU ME?" 7's. 
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.rk, my  soul, it  is  the Lord !  'Tie thy  Sa-viour, hear his word!  Jesus
speaks, he speaks to thee,  "Say, poor sin - ner, lovest thou me I"
I-:  s-I: r~        -                               __--         - 
e     liv - er'd thee when bound,  And when bleeding, heal'd thy wound, Sought
thee wand'ringset thee right,  Turn'd thy dark -ness in - to  ligh. 
!a         - ther's ten - der care  Cease towards the  child she bare I Yes,
 she may for - get-ful be,    Yet    I   will re - mer-ber thee. 
an            un-chang-ing love,    High- er than  the heights above, Deep-er
than the depths be - neath   Free and  faith-ful, strong as  death 
ba            my glo - ry  soon,    When the work of faith    is done; rart-ner
of my throne shalt be:     Say, poor am - ner, lovest thou me r 
r            i  ychief corn.plaint  That my los    is still   se faint. Yet
I  love the. and  a - dere          for  grae to love thee moreI 


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