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Prayer for Direction.
Lord of might, and Lord of glory,
On my knees I bow before Thee,
With my whole heart I adore Thee,
Great Lord!
Listen to my cry, O Lord!
On my knees I bow before Thee,
With my whole heart I adore Thee,
Great Lord!
Listen to my cry, O Lord!
Passions proud and fierce have ruled me,
Fancies light and vain have fooled me,
But Thy training stern hath schooled me;
Now, Lord,
Take me for Thy child, O Lord!
Fancies light and vain have fooled me,
But Thy training stern hath schooled me;
Now, Lord,
Take me for Thy child, O Lord!
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Groping dim, and bending lowly,
Mortal vision catcheth slowly
Glimpses of the pure and holy;
Now, Lord,
Open Thou mine eyes, O Lord!
Mortal vision catcheth slowly
Glimpses of the pure and holy;
Now, Lord,
Open Thou mine eyes, O Lord!
Not with lofty thoughts far-reaching,
Not with blasts of mightful preaching,
But with heart that waits Thy teaching,
Good Lord,
Let me learn from Thee, O Lord!
Not with blasts of mightful preaching,
But with heart that waits Thy teaching,
Good Lord,
Let me learn from Thee, O Lord!
Not where dazzling glories win us,
Not where sounding plaudits din us,
But Thy kingdom is within us,
There, Lord,
Let Thy truth teach me, O Lord!
Not where sounding plaudits din us,
But Thy kingdom is within us,
There, Lord,
Let Thy truth teach me, O Lord!
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In the deed that no man knoweth,
Where no praiseful trumpet bloweth,
Where he may not reap who soweth,
There, Lord,
Let my heart serve Thee, O Lord!
Where no praiseful trumpet bloweth,
Where he may not reap who soweth,
There, Lord,
Let my heart serve Thee, O Lord!
In the work that no gold payeth,
Where he speedeth best who prayeth,
Doeth most who little sayeth,
There, Lord,
Let me work Thy will, O Lord!
Where he speedeth best who prayeth,
Doeth most who little sayeth,
There, Lord,
Let me work Thy will, O Lord!
In His name who, meek and lowly,
Died to make poor sinners holy,
Stumbling oft, and creeping slowly,
Great Lord,
Guide me by Thy truth, O Lord!
Died to make poor sinners holy,
Stumbling oft, and creeping slowly,
Great Lord,
Guide me by Thy truth, O Lord!
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