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Every hour of the passing day
Let me labor, Lord, for Thee;
While one soul in the darkness roams,
Let me never idle be.
Every hour, every day,
Let me do some deed of love;
Every hour, every day,
Point some soul to the world above.
Every hour of the passing day
Let me sow some precious seed;
Lift some load from a fainting soul,
Help some suff’ring one in need.
Every hour, every day,
Let me do some deed of love;
Every hour, every day,
Point some soul to the world above.
Every hour of the passing day
Let me breathe Thy name in prayer;
Trusting in Thy grace divine,
Let me in Thy glory share.
Every hour, every day,
Let me do some deed of love;
Every hour, every day,
Point some soul to the world above.
Every hour of the passing day
Let me drink at the fountain deep;
Drink from that exhaustless stream
Grace and pow’r my soul to keep.
Every hour, every day,
Let me do some deed of love;
Every hour, every day,
Point some soul to the world above.
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8 7 8 7 and refrain
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