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8, 8, 6, 8, 8, 6.

A. H. Brown, b. 1830

Aa-thor of faith, to Thee I cry, To Thee, who wouldst not have me die,

But know the truth and live:

Open mine eyes to see Thy face,

Work in my heart the sav-ing grace, The life e

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2 I know the work is only Thine,
The gift of faith is all divine;
But if on Thee we call,

Thou wilt the benefit bestow,

And give us hearts to feel and know
That Thou hast died for all.

3 Thou bid'st us knock and enter in,
Come unto Thee and rest from sin,

The blessing seek and find;

Thou bid'st us ask Thy grace, and have;
Thou can'st, Thou would'st, this moment save
Both me and all mankind.

4 Be it according to Thy word!

Now let me find my pardoning Lord,

Let what I ask be given;

The bar of unbelief remove,

Open the door of faith and love,

And take me into heaven.

C. Wesley, 1745

First Sunday after Trinity

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8, 8, 7, 8, 8, 7, 8, 7.

Ludv. M. Lindeman, 1812-87

Amid the world's de ceit-ful cares Thou dost not heed how un

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Thy day of life is

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ing! Secure thou liv-est, strong and wise,

The world pur-su-ing, 'tis the prize For which thou art con- tend - ing:

O man, Oman! the end draws near! Thy life thou art ex- pend

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2 While here thou toilest at thy best,
Death comes, an uninvited guest-
His summons is appalling-
The most secure awakes with fears,
And for the wise no way appears,
The strongest then is falling:-
O man, O man! Death thee and all
Away from earth is calling!

When sounds the voice: "The soul of thee,

This very night required shall be!" Thou to the grave art tendingVain is resistance-vain thy nay

For tread thou must that downward
Which none is reascending: [way
O man, O man! from danger flee,
Thy soul to God commending!

4 For if thou shouldst the whole world gain

And lose thy soul, all were in vain,
No gain is thee afforded!
Thy works are counted at God's
throne,

And thou shalt reap what thou hast
When judgment is awarded! [sown,
O man. Ó man! thy peril know!
'Tis in God's word recorded!

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Lord, as to Thy dear cross we flee, And plead to

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let Thy life our pattern be, And form our souls for heaven.

2 Help us through good report and ill
Our daily cross to bear,
Like Thee to do our Father's will,
Our brethren's grief to share.

3 Let grace our selfishness expel, Our earthliness refine,

And kindness in our bosoms dwell As free and true as Thine.

4 If joy shall at Thy bidding fly, And grief's dark day come on,

We in our turn would meekly cry, "Father, Thy will be done."

5 Should friends misjudge, or foes defame,

Our brethren faithless prove, Then, like Thine own, be all our aim To conquer them by love.

6 Kept peaceful in the midst of strife, Forgiving and forgiven,

O may we lead the pilgrim's life,
And follow Thee to heaven.

J. H. Gurney, 1838

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Whose blood re-deemed me from the fall: Lord Je sus Christ!

My God and Lord! Thy gracious name Preserve me from e- ter-nal shame.

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My God and Lord! Thy gracious name
Preserve me from eternal shame.

3 My soul let Thine own angels dear.
To Abram's bosom bear and cheer,
When she her flight is taking:
My body, in its chamber still,
Securely keep from wrong and ill,
Till earth's last great awaking:
Then raise me, Lord, to be with Thee,
That these mine eyes with joy may see,
O Son of God, Thy glorious face,
My Savior, and my fount of grace!
Lord Jesus Christ,

Thy servant hear! hear, I implore,
That I may praise Thee evermore!

M. Schalling, 1567

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