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XXVIII. THE SAME.
Hymn 6.
[Come, ye followers of the Lord]
“Men ought always to pray, and not to faint.”
—Luke xviii. 1.
Come, ye followers of the Lord,
In Jesus' service join;
Jesus gives the sacred word,
The ordinance Divine;
Let us His command obey,
And ask, and have whate'er we want;
Pray we, every moment pray,
And never, never faint.
In Jesus' service join;
Jesus gives the sacred word,
The ordinance Divine;
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And ask, and have whate'er we want;
Pray we, every moment pray,
And never, never faint.
Place no longer let us give
To the old tempter's will;
Never more our duty leave,
While Satan cries Be still!
Stand we in the ancient way,
And here with God ourselves acquaint;
Pray we, &c.
To the old tempter's will;
Never more our duty leave,
While Satan cries Be still!
Stand we in the ancient way,
And here with God ourselves acquaint;
Pray we, &c.
Be it weariness and pain
To slothful flesh and blood,
Yet we will the cross sustain,
And bless the welcome load;
All our griefs to God display,
And humbly pour out our complaint;
Pray we, &c.
To slothful flesh and blood,
Yet we will the cross sustain,
And bless the welcome load;
All our griefs to God display,
And humbly pour out our complaint;
Pray we, &c.
Let us patiently endure,
And still our wants declare;
All the promises are sure
To persevering prayer:
Till we see the perfect day,
And each wakes up a spotless saint,
Pray we, &c.
And still our wants declare;
All the promises are sure
To persevering prayer:
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And each wakes up a spotless saint,
Pray we, &c.
Pray we on, when all-renew'd,
And perfected in love,
Till we see the Saviour-God
Descending from above,
All His heavenly charms survey,
Beyond what angel minds can paint,
Pray we, &c.
And perfected in love,
Till we see the Saviour-God
Descending from above,
All His heavenly charms survey,
Beyond what angel minds can paint,
Pray we, &c.
Pray we, in the realms of light
Till we behold His face;
Faith shall there be lost in sight,
And prayer in endless praise,
Blest through one eternal day,
Possess'd of all that God can grant;
There we need not, cannot pray,
For heaven is all we want.
Till we behold His face;
Faith shall there be lost in sight,
And prayer in endless praise,
Blest through one eternal day,
Possess'd of all that God can grant;
There we need not, cannot pray,
For heaven is all we want.
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