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A THANKSGIVING.
Within the house of prayer I stand
In praise uplifting heart and voice—
There is no mother in the land
Has more of reason to rejoice.
For two fair sons Thou gavest me,
And one sweet daughter, no less dear,
As David sang, I sing to Thee
In grateful joy, devoid of fear.
In praise uplifting heart and voice—
There is no mother in the land
Has more of reason to rejoice.
For two fair sons Thou gavest me,
And one sweet daughter, no less dear,
As David sang, I sing to Thee
In grateful joy, devoid of fear.
For what have I to fear from Thee
Who art my being and my end?
Within Thy presence I am free
With the glad freedom of a friend.
There is no deed I may not dare
Wilt Thou but sanction it, and smile;
There is no grief I cannot bear
Wilt Thou but hold my hand the while.
Who art my being and my end?
Within Thy presence I am free
With the glad freedom of a friend.
There is no deed I may not dare
Wilt Thou but sanction it, and smile;
There is no grief I cannot bear
Wilt Thou but hold my hand the while.
These three fair children Thou hast given
To compass me with holy mirth,
I hold in trust for Thee and heaven,
So little is the hope of earth.
And, be't before Thy face to stand,
Or in the world to walk alone,
If Thou shouldst take them from my hand,
I leave them safer in Thine own.
To compass me with holy mirth,
I hold in trust for Thee and heaven,
So little is the hope of earth.
And, be't before Thy face to stand,
Or in the world to walk alone,
If Thou shouldst take them from my hand,
I leave them safer in Thine own.
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Father in heaven, to Thee I owe
My life, my love, the thoughts I tell,
The dreams that with prophetic glow,
Untold, illume my heart as well.
Thy wisdom is my spirit's air,
Thy love the light of all my days,
Others may come to Thee with prayer,
But I can only utter praise!
My life, my love, the thoughts I tell,
The dreams that with prophetic glow,
Untold, illume my heart as well.
Thy wisdom is my spirit's air,
Thy love the light of all my days,
Others may come to Thee with prayer,
But I can only utter praise!
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