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NOONTIDE.
When the weary noonday heat
Scorches hillside, lane, and street,
May my life a breeze and shade
For Thy wayfarers be made!
Scorches hillside, lane, and street,
May my life a breeze and shade
For Thy wayfarers be made!
Of Thy river, full and free,
Send a cooling draught by me,
That Thy thirsty ones may bless
Thine abounding tenderness.
Send a cooling draught by me,
That Thy thirsty ones may bless
Thine abounding tenderness.
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Let me bear Thy love's perfume
Into haunts of guilt and gloom,
Winning so the sin-sick one
Forth to Thee, the Light, the Sun!
Into haunts of guilt and gloom,
Winning so the sin-sick one
Forth to Thee, the Light, the Sun!
Let Thy joy and beauty grow
In my path for them, that so
We may see that Thou hast given
Earth to be our road to heaven.
In my path for them, that so
We may see that Thou hast given
Earth to be our road to heaven.
Let me wash Thy wanderers' feet,
Take them in, and bid them eat!
While they share my daily bread,
May our souls by Thee be fed!
Take them in, and bid them eat!
While they share my daily bread,
May our souls by Thee be fed!
Make my heart a home and rest
For Thine outcast and oppressed!
Let us find, of Thy sweet grace,
In Thyself our dwelling-place!
For Thine outcast and oppressed!
Let us find, of Thy sweet grace,
In Thyself our dwelling-place!
Shut for one calm hour away
From the clamor of the day,
All our work will happier be
For this noontide rest with Thee!
From the clamor of the day,
All our work will happier be
For this noontide rest with Thee!
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