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in ward sight,
2 We are sinful; cleanse us, Lord:
3 Like the dew, thy peace distill;
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2 If earthly parents hear
Their children when they cry,
Their varied wants supply,
ZEBULON. H. M.
4 In us "Abba Father," cry,-
5 Search for us the depths of God;
1. 0 thou that hear-est prayer, At-tend our hum-ble cry, And let thy servants share
George Rawson. LOWELL MASON.
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2 The dust of time is on thy page,
Yet dims no pure and hallowed thought; In every clime, in every age,
Have saints thy holy comfort sought. 3 Thou art the life, the joy, the light,
The hope of trusting thousands here, Whose faith shall find eternal sight
Beyond this dreary mortal sphere. 4 No other rule by which to live,
No other faith like thine to save;
When near the cold and silent grave. 5 O wondrous lamp of promise sweet!
Thy light illumes the trusting soul With glory that shall be complete When days and years have ceased to roll.
F. E. Belden.
Through countless ages of de-cline Thy glow-ing truths
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1 THE heavens declare thy glory, Lord; In every star thy wisdom shines; But when our eyes behold thy word, We read thy name in fairer lines.
2 The rolling sun, the changing light,
And nights and days, thy power confess; But the blest volume thou didst write, Reveals thy justice and thy grace.
3 Sun, moon, and stars convey thy praise Round the whole earth, and never stand; So, when thy truth began its race,
It touched and lightened every land.
L. O. EMERSON
E-ter - nal as thy Mak-er's name;
4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest
Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right.
have stood the same.
1. I love the sa- - cred book of God, No other can its
GREGORIAN, ARR. BY LOWELL MASON.
The ancient prophets spoke his word;
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1 THE starry firmament on high,
2 The hopes that holy word supplies,
Almighty Lord, the sun shall fail,
1. Father of mer-cies, in thy word What end-less glory shines!
er be thy name a - dored
For these ce
CARL G. GLASER.
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2 Lord, make me understand thy law,
3 This lamp, through all the tedious night 3 Here are my choicest treasures hid,
Of life, shall guide our way,
Here my best comfort lies,
Of an eternal day.