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Take our gifts, Lord Jesus,
They are Thine alone;
We can only bring Thee
What was first Thine own.
Take them, blessèd Master,
Though so few and small,
Use the gifts, we pray Thee,
We would bring our all.
When we have but pennies,
These we bring to Thee;
When our gifts are larger,
May they all be free.
Take them, blessèd Master,
Though so few and small,
Use the gifts, we pray Thee,
We would bring our all.
Take the hearts we offer,
Take our willing hands;
May our feet be waiting,
For Thy blest commands.
Take them, blessèd Master,
Though so few and small,
Use the gifts, we pray Thee,
We would bring our all.
Take our happy praises,
Hear our earnest prayer;
Take the gifts we bring Thee,
Make our lives Thy care.
Take them, blessèd Master,
Though so few and small,
Use the gifts, we pray Thee,
We would bring our all.
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Meter:
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6 5 6 5 r 6 5 6 5
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Bible Refs:
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1 Ch 29:14;
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Name:
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CUTTY SARK
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Meter:
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6 5 6 5 r 6 5 6 5
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