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2 Father of all, to Thee
Our contrite hearts we raise, Unstrung by sin and pain,
Long voiceless in Thy praise; Breathe Thou the silent chords along, Until they tremble into song.
3 Father of all, to Thee
We breathe unuttered fears, Deep-hidden in our souls, |
That have no voice but tears; Take Thou our hand, and through the wild Lead gently on each trembling child.
4 Father of all, may we
In praise our tongues employ, When gladness fills the soul With deep and hallowed joy; In storm and calm give us to see The path of peace, which leads to Thee.
Rev. John Julian, 1874 |
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