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96 FABER'S HYMNS..
Oh, how can we thank Thee For a gift like this, —
Gift that truly maketh Heaven's eternal bliss? |
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Ah ! when wilt Thou always Make our hearts Thy home?
We must wait for Heaven, — Then the day will come.
Now, at least, we '11 keep Thee All the time we may;
But Thy grace and blessing We will keep alway. |
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THE THOUGHT OF GOD.
The thought of God, the thought of Th
Who liest in my heart, And yet beyond imagined space
Outstretched and present art, —
The thought of Thee, above, below,
Around me and within, Is more to me than health and wealth,
Or love of kith and kin. |
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