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<h2>WHILE LIFE PROLONGS ITS PRECIOUS LIGHT</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“If the goodman of the house had known what hour the thief would come, he would have watched, and not have suffered his house to be broken through.” Luke 12:39</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_d_w_dwight_t_2.jpg" alt="Timothy Dwight (1752-1817)" width="130" height="196"></td>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_d_w_dwight_t.html" target="_blank">Timothy Dwight</a> (1752-1817).
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<p><em>Music:</em> “St. Cross,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_d_y_dykes_jb.html" target="_blank">John Bacchus Dykes</a>, 1861 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_s_t_stcross.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>While life prolongs its precious light,<br>
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Mercy is found, and peace is given;<br>
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But soon, ah soon, approaching night<br>
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Shall blot out every hope of heaven.</p>
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<p>While God invites, how blest the day!<br>
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How sweet the Gospel’s charming sound!<br>
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Come sinners, haste, O haste away,<br>
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While yet a pardoning God is found.</p>
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<p>Soon, borne on time’s most rapid wing<br>
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Shall death command you to the grave,<br>
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Before His bar your spirits bring,<br>
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And none be found to hear or save.</p>
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<p>And in that land of deep despair<br>
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No Sabbath’s heavenly light shall rise,<br>
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No God regard your bitter prayer,<br>
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No Savior call you to the skies.</p>
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