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January 28 MANNA
“To him that overcometh will I give to eat of the hidden
manna.”—Rev. ii. 17.
Dear Master, ere I touch the toil
Which Thou hast bidden Thy servant do,
I pray Thee to preserve from soil
My life and labour with me too;
Be with me in my every need,
And let me on Thee rest indeed.
Which Thou hast bidden Thy servant do,
I pray Thee to preserve from soil
My life and labour with me too;
Be with me in my every need,
And let me on Thee rest indeed.
Choose for me in each daily choice
I make, and, Lord, not merely speak
Through faltering lips but be my Voice—
For without Thee my words were weak;
May men take knowledge, I have knelt
With Thee and in Thy Presence dwelt.
I make, and, Lord, not merely speak
Through faltering lips but be my Voice—
For without Thee my words were weak;
May men take knowledge, I have knelt
With Thee and in Thy Presence dwelt.
Wash me in innocence, and stand
Beside me when the seed is sown;
And strengthen me—nay, be my Hand,
That mine may seem my very own.
Here at Thine Altar as I pray,
Be Thou my blessed Food to-day.
Beside me when the seed is sown;
And strengthen me—nay, be my Hand,
That mine may seem my very own.
Here at Thine Altar as I pray,
Be Thou my blessed Food to-day.
Keep Thou this heart with diligence
Sweet for Thyself and unto death,
That I from Thine Omnipotence
May draw mine every thought and breath;
O be Thou only, ere I call,
My living Life, my Love, my All.
Sweet for Thyself and unto death,
That I from Thine Omnipotence
May draw mine every thought and breath;
O be Thou only, ere I call,
My living Life, my Love, my All.
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