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Lord, Thy pitying eye can see,
How I long to learn of Thee,
Long to trust Thy strength entire;
Fill me with Thy holy fire.
Moved by love, moved by love,
Let me never from Thee rove;
Precious Savior, O so dear,
May I love Thee more and more.
Cleansed from self and works of flesh,
Grant me, Lord, Thy truth and grace;
Make me earnest, brave, yet mild;
Keep me ever undefiled.
Moved by love, moved by love,
Let me never from Thee rove;
Precious Savior, O so dear,
May I love Thee more and more.
’Tis so sweet this life of trust,
Yielding not because I must,
As in potter’s hands the clay,
Molded, Lord, in Thine own way.
Moved by love, moved by love,
Let me never from Thee rove;
Precious Savior, O so dear,
May I love Thee more and more.
Reaching out for others, too,
There is much for us to do;
In this world so dark with sin,
God of love, shine in, shine in.
Moved by love, moved by love,
Let me never from Thee rove;
Precious Savior, O so dear,
May I love Thee more and more.
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Meter:
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7 7 7 7 r 6 7 7 7
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1895
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Bible Refs:
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MOVED BY LOVE
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7 7 7 7 r 6 7 7 7
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1895
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