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IN COMMENDATION
Into the hands that have fashioned the all,
Into the hands that were pierced at Love's call.
The hands of our Father, our Brother, our Friend,
The soul of this brother of ours we commend.
Into the hands that were pierced at Love's call.
The hands of our Father, our Brother, our Friend,
The soul of this brother of ours we commend.
We bless Thee, O Father, for all that was fair
In him of our love, and we lift up our prayer
That, wherever the earth-mist have swept o'er his sight,
Its dark be disperst in Thine infinite light.
In him of our love, and we lift up our prayer
That, wherever the earth-mist have swept o'er his sight,
Its dark be disperst in Thine infinite light.
Thou hearest, O Thou of the ear ever nigh,
As out of the depths unto Thee is our cry
For pardon and health and the ultimate grace
Of the day that is vision of Thee face to face.
As out of the depths unto Thee is our cry
For pardon and health and the ultimate grace
Of the day that is vision of Thee face to face.
Thus, into the hands that have fashioned the all,
Thus, into the hands that were pierced at Love's call,
The hands of our Father, our Brother, our Friend,
The soul of this brother of ours we commend.
Thus, into the hands that were pierced at Love's call,
The hands of our Father, our Brother, our Friend,
The soul of this brother of ours we commend.
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