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Thou, Lord of hosts, whose guid-ing hand Has brought us here be - fore Thy face,

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Our spir - its wait for Thy command, Our si-lent hearts implore Thy peace. A - men.

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THOU, Lord of hosts, whose guiding hand

Has brought us here before Thy face, Our spirits wait for Thy command,

Our silent hearts implore Thy peace.

2 And now with hymn and prayer we stand

To give our strength to Thee, great God. We would redeem Thy holy land,

That land which sin so long has trod.

3 Send us where'er Thou wilt, () Lord,

Through rugged toil and wearying fight; Thy conquering love shall be our sword,

And faith in Thee our truest might.

4 Send down Thy constant aid, we pray;

Be Thy pure angels with us still; Thy truth, be that our firmest stay; Our only rest, to do Thy will.

Octavius B. Frothingham, 1846

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10 do Thy holy will,

To bear the cross,
To trust Thy mercy still

In pain or loss;
Poor gifts are these to bring,

Dear Lord, to Thee,
Who hast done everything

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2 For all Thy glorious earth,

Thy stars and flowers,
For love and gentle mirth,

For happy hours,
For good by which we live,

For sweet sunshine,
What recompense can give

This heart of mine?

For all,

me.

3 Thou, who enthroned above

Dost hear our call,
O can our faithful love

Pay Thee for all ?
Poor recompense to bring,

Dear Lord, to Thee,
Who hast done everything
For man and me.

Ascribed to George Cooper, c. 1890

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By Thy pa-tience and Thy cour-age, Thou hast taught us toil is good.

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Thou, the peace that passeth knowledge,

Dwellest in the daily strife;
Thou, the Bread of heaven, art broken

In the sacrament of life.

Thou hast come to join the workers,

Burden-bearers of the earth.
Thou, the Carpenter of Nazareth,

Toiling for Thy daily food,
By Thy patience and Thy courage,

Thou hast taught us toil is good.

2 They who tread the path of labor

Follow where Thy feet have trod; They who work without complaining

Do the holy will of God.

3 Every task, however simple,

Sets the soul that does it free;
Every deed of love and kindness

Done to man is done to Thee,
Jesus, Thou divine Companion,

Help us all to work our best;
Bless us in our daily labor,
Lead us to our Sabbath rest.

Henry van Dyke, 1909

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Take my mo-ments and my days; Let Them flow in cease-less praise.

A - men.

I TAKE my life, and let it be

Consecrated, Lord, to Thee.
Take my moments and my days;
Let them flow in ceaseless praise.

2 Take my hands and let them move

At the impulse of Thy love.
Take my lips, and let them be
Filled with messages from Thee.

3 Take my silver and my gold;

Not a mite would I withhold.
Take my intellect, and use
Every power as Thou shalt choose.

4 Take my will, and make it Thine;

It shall be no longer mine.
Take my heart, it is Thine own;
It shall be Thy royal throne.

5 Take my love; my Lord, I pour

At Thy feet its treasure-store.
Take myself, and I will be
Ever, only, all for Thee.

Frances R. Havergal, 1874

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