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198 The Book of Praise.
"THY WILL BE DONE." H Thy will be done, in earth, as it is in Heaven?
Come, my soul, Thy suit prepare ; Jesus loves to answer prayer: He Himself has bid thee pray, Therefore will not say thee nay.
Thou art coming to a King, Large petitions with thee bring ; For his grace and power are such, None can ever ask too much.
With my burden I begin; Lord, remove this load of sin ; Let Thy blood, for sinners spilt, Set my conscience free from guilt.
Lord, I come to Thee for rest; Take possession of my breast; There Thy blood-bought right maintain, And without a rival reign.
As the image in the glass Answers the beholder's face, Thus unto my heart appear, Print Thine own resemblance there.
While I am a pilgrim here, Let Thy love my spirit cheer ; As my Guide, my Guard, my Friend, Lead me to my journey's end.