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2 Go, labor on; 'tis not for aught; Thine earthly loss is heavenly gain:
Men heed thee, love thee, praise thee not; The Master praises, — what are men?
3 Go, labor on; enough, while here, If He shall praise thee, if He deign |
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Thy willing heart to mark and cheer: I No toil for Him shall be in vain.
4 Toil on, and in thy toil rejoice;
For toil comes rest, for exile home; I Soonshalt thou hear the Bridegroom's voicJ
The midnight peal: " Behold, I come! I |
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Rev. Horatius Bonar, 18 |
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2 Oh, teach me, Lord, that I may teach The precious things Thou dost impart;
And wing my words, that they may reach The hidden depths of many a heart.
3 Oh, give Thine own sweet rest to me, That I may speak with soothing power
A word in season, as from Thee, To weary ones in needful hour. |
4 Oh, fill me with Thy fulness, Lord, I Until my very heart o'erflow
In kindling thought and glowing word, M Thy love to tell, Thy praise to show.l
5 Oh, use me; Lord, use even me, Just as Thou wilt, and when, and wherJ
Until Thy blessSd face I see,
Thy rest, Thy joy, Thy glory share.
F. R. Haveegal, 187: |
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