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This will I do, my dying Lord, I will remem-ber Thee. A - MEN.

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A gain our grate-ful trib-ute bring, Our sol-emn vows re- cord. A-MEN.

2 Here have we seen Thy face, And felt Thy presence here; So may the savor of Thy grace In word and life appear.

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The purchase of Thy blood, By sin no longer led,

The path our dear Redeemer trod
May we rejoicing tread.

4 In self-forgetting love

Be our communion shown, Until we join the church above, And know as we are known.

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John Bacchus Dykes, 1870

1. When Thy soldiers take their swords, When they speak the solemn words,

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When they kneel before Thee here, Feeling Thee, their Father, near;

These Thy chil-dren, Lord, de - fend; To their help Thy Spir-it send. A-MEN.

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2 When the world's sharp strife is nigh, 4 When the vows that they have made,

When they hear the battle-cry, When they rush into the fight, Knowing not temptation's might; These Thy children, Lord, defend; To their zeal Thy wisdom lend.

3 When their hearts are lifted high
With success or victory,
When they feel the conqueror's pride;
Lest they grow self-satisfied,
These Thy children, Lord, defend;
Teach their souls to Thee to bend.

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When the prayers that they have prayed, Shall be fading from their hearts; When their first warm faith departs; These Thy children, Lord, defend; Keep them faithful to the end.

5 Through life's conflict guard us all; Or if wounded some should fall Ere the victory be won;

For the sake of Christ, Thy Son, These Thy children, Lord, defend; And in death Thy comfort lend. Frances Mary Owen, 1872

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His true saints a lone The courts of heav'n are filled:

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love our hopes we place of pres-ent grace and joys

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2 O then with hymns of praise
These hallowed courts shall ring;
Our voices we will raise

The Three in One to sing;
And thus proclaim in joyful song,
Both loud and long, that glorious Name.

3 Here, gracious God, do Thou
For evermore draw nigh;
Accept each faithful vow,

And mark each suppliant sigh;
In copious shower on all who pray,
Each holy day, Thy blessings pour.

4 Here may we gain from heaven

The grace which we implore;
And may that grace, once given,

Be with us evermore,

Until that day when all the blest

To endless rest are called away.

Anon. (Latin, 7th or 8th Cent.) Trans. by Rev. John Chandler, 1837

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Ac-cept the walls that human hands Have rais'd to wor-ship Thee.

A-MEN.

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Ralph Waldo Emerson, 1833

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