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He let them still at - tend Him, And smiled to hear their song. A-men.
3 For should we fail proclaiming
Our great Redeemer's praise, The stones, our silence shaming,
Would their Hosanna's raise. But shall we only render
The tribute of our words ? No; while our hearts are tender, They too shall be the Lord's. Amen.
4 The old man, meek and mild,
O give me Samuel's heart,
A lowly heart, that waits
Where in Thy house Thou art,
Or watches at Thy gates
3 O give me Samuel's ear,
The open ear, O Lord, Alive and quick to hear
Each whisper of Thy word; Like Him to answer at Thy call, And to obey Thee first of all.
A sweet unmurmuring faith,
To Thee in life and death;
JAMES DRUMMOND BURNS
I wish that His hands had been placed on my head,
That His arm had been thrown around me,
And ask for a share in His love;
For all who are washed and forgiven;
Never heard of that heavenly home;
JEMIMA THOMPSON LUKE