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Dead be my heart to all below

Author: Watts Hymnal: Baptist Hymn Book #a753 (1847) Languages: English
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Dead be my heart to all below

Hymnal: Hymns and Spiritual Songs (New ed.) #37 (1816) Languages: English
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Dead be my heart to all below

Hymnal: The Lexington Collection #123 (1811)
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Dead be my heart to all below

Hymnal: The Brick Church Hymns, Designed for the Use of Social Prayer Meetings and Families, selected from the most approved authors #125 (1823) Meter: 8.8.8.8
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Dead be my heart to all below

Author: Watts Hymnal: Hymn Book of the Methodist Protestant Church #305 (1859) Languages: English
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Dead be my heart to all below

Author: Watts Hymnal: Hymn Book of the Methodist Protestant Church. (11th ed.) #305 (1868) Languages: English
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Dead be my heart to all below

Hymnal: Hymn Book of the Methodist Protestant Church. (2nd ed.) #561 (1838) Languages: English
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Dead be my heart to all below

Author: Watts Hymnal: The Baptist Hymn Book #753 (1842) Languages: English
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Dead be my heart to all below

Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #1120 (1835)
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The Farewell

Author: Dr. Watts Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #CDII (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Dead be my heart to all below Lyrics: 1 Dead be my heart to all below, To mortal joys and mortal cares; To sensual bliss that charms us so, But dark, mine eyes, and deaf my ears. 2 Lord, I renounce my carnal taste Of the fair fruit that sinners prize; Their paradise shall never waste One thought of mine, but to despise. 3 All earthly joy are over weigh'd With mountains of vexatious care: And where's the sweet that is not laid A bate to some destructive snare? 4 Begone, forever, mortal things! Thou mighty mole-hill, earth, farewell! Angels aspire on lofty wings, And leave the globe for ants to dwell. 5 Come heaven, and fill my vast desires, My soul pursues the sovereign good: She was all made of heavenly fires, Nor can she live on meaner food. Topics: The World; World renounced Languages: English

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