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Scroll not the slightest word or deed




Scroll not the slightest word or deed,
Nor deem it void of power;
There’s fruit in each wind-wafted seed,
That waits its natal hour.


A whispered word may touch the heart,
And call it back to life;
A look of love bid sin depart,
And still unholy strife.


No act falls fruitless; none can tell
How vast it power may be,
Nor what results infolded dwell
Within it silently.


Work on, despair not; bring thy mite,
Nor care how small it be;
God is with all that serve the right,
The holy, true, and free.

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
Writer(s):
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      LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
      Hymn/Song Book Year Song #
      1854# 307
      MUSIC
      Name: ST. FULBERT
      Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1849
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