 | 339: LORD, dismiss us hence with gladness |  |
| 338: THOUGH deep, O Lord, our sorrow | 340: FATHER, we commend our spirits |
| 8.7.8.7.8.7. sung to Mannheim 1 LORD, dismiss us hence with gladness; Be Thine outcast lot our choice: 'Tis Thy foes have need of sadness, But Thine own may well rejoice; Who shall harm us While we know and hear Thy voice? 2 Saviour, keep us from all evil, Go before us in the way; Till we reach the rest of heaven Be Thy word our guide and stay; Joy and triumph Now are ours and in that day. | Alternative tunes (8.7.8.7.8.7.)
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