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Far from thy fold, O God, my feet

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and Prayers, for Public and Private Worship #103 (1845) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Far from thy fold, O God, my feet Once moved in error's devious maze; Nor found religious duties sweet, Now sought thy face, nor lov'd thy ways. 2 With tend'rest voice thou bad'st me flee The paths which thou could'st ne'er approve; And gently drew my soul to thee, With cords of sweet, eternal love. 3 Now to thy footstool, Lord, I fly, And low in self-abasement fall; A vile, a helpless worm, I lie, And thou, my God, art all in all. 4 Dearer, far dearer to my heart, Than all the joys that earth can give; From fame, from wealth, from friends I'll part, Beneath thy countenance to live. 5 And when, in smiling friendship drest, Death bids me quit this mortal frame, Gently reclin'd on Jesus' breast, My latest breath shall bless his name. 6 Then my unfetter'd soul shall rise, And soar above yon starry spheres: Join the fall chorus of the skies, And sing thy praise thro' endless years. Topics: Christ Salvation Through Him Languages: English
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Far from the fold, O God, my feet

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #304 (1828) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Far from thy fold, O God, my feet Once moved in error's devious maze; Nor found religious duties sweet, Now sought thy face, nor lov'd thy ways. 2 With tend'rest voice thou bad'st me flee The paths which thou couldst ne'er approve; And gently drew my soul to thee, With cords of sweet, eternal love. 3 Now to thy footstool, Lord,I fly, And low in self-abasement fall; A vile, a helpless worm, I lie, And thou, my God, art all in all. 4 Dearer, far dearer to my heart Than all the joys that earth can give; From fame, from wealth, from friends I'd part, Beneath thy countenance to live. 5 And when, in smiling friendship drest, Death bids me quit this mortal frame, Gently reclin'd on Jesus' breast, My latest breath shall bless his name. 6 Then my unfetter'd soul shall rise, And soar above yon starry spheres, Join the fall chorus of the skies, And sing thy praise thro' endless years. Topics: Salvation through Jesus Christ The sinner trusting in Christ for salvation

Far from thy fold, O [my] God, my feet

Author: Eleanor Tatlock Hymnal: Seamen's Hymns and Devotional Assistant #d157 (1859)

Far from thy fold, O [my] God, my feet

Author: Eleanor Tatlock Hymnal: Christian Psalms and Hymns to Aid in Public and Private Devotion #d221 (1856) Languages: English
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Far from thy fold, O [my] God, my feet

Author: Eleanor Tatlock Hymnal: Seamen's Hymns #299 (1846)

Far from thy fold, O [my] God, my feet

Author: Eleanor Tatlock Hymnal: Village Hymns #372 (1852)
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Far from thy fold, O [my] God, my feet

Author: Eleanor Tatlock Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns, with the Catechism, Confession of Faith, and Liturgy, of the Reformed Dutch Church in North America #A57 (1839)

Far from thy fold, O [my] God, my feet

Author: Eleanor Tatlock Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns, Original and Select, for the Use of Small Assemblies and Private Christians #d26 (1809) Languages: English
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Far from thy fold, O [my] God, my feet

Author: Eleanor Tatlock Hymnal: The New York Choralist #76 (1847)

Far from thy fold, O [my] God, my feet

Author: Eleanor Tatlock Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original, for Public and Private Worship, published by General Synod for the Evangelical Lutheran Church. 68th ed. (8th rev. ed.) #d190 (1855) Languages: English

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