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My Father, O my Father, hear!
Thy poor unworthy child,
It is in Jesus I draw near,
In Jesus reconciled:
Bow down thine ear, My Father, bow,
No one can comfort me, but thou.
My Father, O my Father, hear,
In him I venture nigh,
Who on the cross my sorrows bare,
Who feels whene’er I sigh:
Bow down thine ear, my Father, bow,
No one can comfort me, but thou.
My Father, O my Father, hear,
Rough is my thorny road;
Yet if I weep, ah, let no tear
Repine against my God:’
Bow down thine ear, my Father, bow,
No one can comfort me, but thou.
My Father, O my Father, hear,
This fickle heart control;
And let no idol love be there,
Oh, sanctify the whole:
Bow down thine ear, my Father, bow,
No one can comfort me, but thou.
My Father, O my Father, hear,
Subdue this self in me;
Let nought that’s dear, however dear,
Be dear compared with thee:
Now down thine ear, my Father, bow,
No one can comfort me, but thou.
My Father, O my Father, hear,
Possess me with thy love;
May I but glorify thee here,
Then live with thee above:
Bow down thine ear, my Father, bow.
No one can comfort me, but thou.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 8 8
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Bible Refs:
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Is 2:12;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| 1853 | # 350 |
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