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Prayer an answer will obtain,
Though the Lord awhile delay;
None shall seek his face in vain,
None be empty sent away.
When the woman came from Tyre,
And for help to Jesus sought;
Though he granted her desire,
Yet at first he answered not.
Could she guess at his intent,
When he to his follow'rs said,
I to Israel's sheep am sent,
Dogs must not have children's bread.
She was not of Israel's seed,
But of Canaan's wretched race;
Thought herself a dog indeed;
Was not this a hopeless case?
Yet although from Canaan sprung,
Though a dog herself she styled;
She had Israel's faith and tongue,
And was owned for Abraham's child.
From his words she draws a plea;
Though unworthy children's bread,
'Tis enough for one like me,
If with crumbs I may be fed.
Jesus then his heart revealed,
Woman canst thou thus believe?
I to thy petition yield,
All that thou canst wish, receive.
'Tis a pattern set for us,
How we ought to wait and pray;
None who plead and wrestle thus,
Shall be empty sent away.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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7 7 7 7
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Dates:
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1779
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Bible Refs:
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Mt 15:22-28;
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Meter:
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7 7 7 7
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Dates:
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1862
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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| # 90 | No key | | # 320 | Ab | | # 414 | Ab | | # 527 | Ab | | # 365 | Ab | | # 521 | Ab | | # 432 | Ab | | # 63 | Ab | | # 260 | Ab | | # 468 | Ab |
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