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Hear ye the Master’s call,
“Give Me thy best!”
For, be it great or small,
that is His test.
Do then the best you can,
not for reward,
Not for the praise of men,
but for the Lord.
Every work for Jesus will be blest,
But He asks from everyone his best.
Our talents may be few,
these may be small,
But unto Him is due our best, our all.
Wait not for men to laud,
heed not their slight;
Winning the smile
of God brings its delight!
Aiding the good and true
ne’er goes unblest,
All that we think or do, be it the best.
Every work for Jesus will be blest,
But He asks from everyone his best.
Our talents may be few,
these may be small,
But unto Him is due our best, our all.
Night soon comes on apace,
day hastens by;
Workman and work
must face testing on high.
Oh, may we in that day
find rest, sweet rest,
Which God has promised
those who do their best.
Every work for Jesus will be blest,
But He asks from everyone his best.
Our talents may be few,
these may be small,
But unto Him is due our best, our all.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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6 4 6 4 D and refrain
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Writer(s):
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Trans/Adapted:
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Dates:
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c.1912
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Bible Refs:
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Num 18:29;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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MUSIC
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Name:
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OUR BEST
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Meter:
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6 4 6 4 D and refrain
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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echo ' | ';
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Hymn Writer
