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“HE WAS KNOWN OF THEM IN BREAKING OF
BREAD.”
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“HE WAS KNOWN OF THEM IN BREAKING OF BREAD.”
Luke xxiv. 36.
Far from my thoughts, vain world, depart:
Make not the House of Prayer thy mart.
Lord of the Temple and the Day!
Drive the intrusive crowd away.
Make not the House of Prayer thy mart.
Lord of the Temple and the Day!
Drive the intrusive crowd away.
Fain would I find a calm retreat
From vain distractions near thy feet,
And, borne above all earthly care,
Be joyful in thy house of prayer.
From vain distractions near thy feet,
And, borne above all earthly care,
Be joyful in thy house of prayer.
Lord! in this blest and hallowed hour,
Reveal thy presence and thy power.
Shew to my faith thy hands and side,
My Lord and God, the Crucified!
Reveal thy presence and thy power.
Shew to my faith thy hands and side,
My Lord and God, the Crucified!
Or let me, through the opening skies,
Catch one bright glimpse of Paradise,
And realize, with raptured awe,
The vision dying Stephen saw.
Catch one bright glimpse of Paradise,
And realize, with raptured awe,
The vision dying Stephen saw.
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But, if unworthy of such joy,
Still shall Thy love my heart employ;
For, of thy favoured children's fare,
'Twere bliss the very crumbs to share.
Still shall Thy love my heart employ;
For, of thy favoured children's fare,
'Twere bliss the very crumbs to share.
Yet never can my soul be fed
With less than Thee, the Living Bread.
Thyself unto my soul impart,
And with Thy presence fill my heart.
With less than Thee, the Living Bread.
Thyself unto my soul impart,
And with Thy presence fill my heart.
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