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For all Thy care we bless Thee,
O Father, God of might!
For golden hours of morning,
And quiet hours of night!
Thine is the arm that shields us
When danger threatens nigh,
And Thine the hand that yields us
Rich gifts of earth and sky.
For all Thy love we bless Thee;
No mortal lips can speak
Thy comfort to the weary,
Thy pity for the weak:
By Thee life’s path is brightened,
With sunshine and with song,
And heavy loads are lightened,
The feeble hearts made strong.
For all Thy truth we bless Thee;
Our human vows are frail,
But through the strife of ages
Thy Word can never fail;
The kingdoms shall be broken,
The mighty ones will fall,
The promise Thou hast spoken
Shall triumph over all.
O teach us how to praise Thee,
And touch our lips with fire!
Yea, let Thy Dove descending,
Our hearts and minds inspire;
Thus toiling, watching, singing,
We tread our onward way,
And every hour is bringing
Nearer the dawn of day.
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7 6 7 6 D
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Bible Refs:
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SAVOY CHAPEL
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7 6 7 6 D
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