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[Lamb of God, we follow Thee]
Lamb of God, we follow Thee,
Willing as Thou art to be,
Joyful in Thy steps to go,
Suffering for Thy sake below.
Willing as Thou art to be,
Joyful in Thy steps to go,
Suffering for Thy sake below.
Taking up our daily cross,
Call'd to shame, and pain, and loss,
Well contented to sustain
All the rage of cruel men.
Call'd to shame, and pain, and loss,
Well contented to sustain
All the rage of cruel men.
Who Thy lovely pattern knows
Cannot force with force oppose,
They that to Thy fold belong
Dare not render wrong for wrong.
Cannot force with force oppose,
They that to Thy fold belong
Dare not render wrong for wrong.
Bruised by the oppressor's hand,
Evil they will ne'er withstand,
All that follow Thee are meek,
Taught to turn the other cheek.
Evil they will ne'er withstand,
All that follow Thee are meek,
Taught to turn the other cheek.
Jesu, in Thy gracious power
Lo! we meet the fiery hour,
Calm, dispassionate, resign'd,
Arm'd with all Thy patient mind.
Lo! we meet the fiery hour,
Calm, dispassionate, resign'd,
Arm'd with all Thy patient mind.
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After Thee with joy we come,
Sheep before our shearers dumb,
Answering not one angry word,
True disciples of our Lord.
Sheep before our shearers dumb,
Answering not one angry word,
True disciples of our Lord.
Suffering here, we threaten not,
Innocent in word and thought,
Harmless as a wounded dove,
Hatred we repay with love.
Innocent in word and thought,
Harmless as a wounded dove,
Hatred we repay with love.
Turn, almighty as Thou art,
Turn our persecutors' heart,
Let them to our faith be given,
Let us meet our foes in heaven.
Turn our persecutors' heart,
Let them to our faith be given,
Let us meet our foes in heaven.
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