Africa, from her remotest strand,
Lifts to high heaven one fetter'd hand,
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A poor wayfaring Man of grief
Hath often crossed me on my way,
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Sweet was the scene! apart the cedars stood.
A sunny islet open'd in the wood;
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All ye nations, praise the Lord,
All ye lands your voices raise;
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Almighty Spirit, now behold
A world by sin destroyed:
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Awhile she lay all passive to the touch
Of those small fingers, and the soft, soft lips
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Father of light, and life, and love!
Thyself to us reveal;
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"For ever with the Lord!"
Amen, so let it be;
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Hail to the Lord's Anointed
Great David's greater Son:
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There is a land, of every land the pride,
Beloved by heaven, o'er all the world beside;
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How precious are thy thoughts of peace,
O God! to me; how great their sum!
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In the hour of trial, Jesus, plead for me,
Lest by base denial I depart from Thee.
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Art thou a woman? -- so am I; and all
That woman can be, I have been, or am;
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From heaven descend the drops of dew,
From heaven the gracious showers,
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Lift up your heads, ye gates of brass;
Ye bars of iron, yield!
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Lord, teach us how to pray aright,
With reverence and with fear;
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What secret hand at morning light,
By stealth unseals mine eye,
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Night is the time for rest;
How sweet, when labors close,
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O God! Thou art my God alone;
Early to Thee my soul shall cry;
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O Spirit of the living God,
In all Thy plenitude of grace,
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One prayer I have -- all prayers in one, --
When I am wholly thine;
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Lord God, the Holy Ghost,
In this accepted hour,
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People of the living God,
I have sought the world around;
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Servants of God, in joyful lays,
Sing ye the Lord Jehovah’s praise;
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Songs of praise the angels sang,
Heav’n with alleluias rang,
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Stand up and bless the Lord
Ye people of His choice;
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Thank and Praise Jehovah’s Name;
For His mercies, firm and sure,
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The bird that soars on highest wing
Builds on the ground her lowly nest;
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I saw thee young and beautiful,
I saw thee rich and gay,
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There is a flower, a little flower
With silver crest and golden eye,
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