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“O come unto Me all ye laden and weary,
Yea, come unto Me all ye sad and opprest:
Thus call to me, seek me, and yearn for me still ?
Unlearn ye the evil, and learn to do right.
I see Thee still smiling in pity on me;
O ne'er of myself can I come unto Thee. Amen.
O For a Closer Walk with God
Muriel C. M.
FREDERICK WILLIAM SCHLIEDER
for a clos - er walk with God, A calm and heavenly frame,
sin the dou - ble cure, Cleanse me from its guilt and power. A-men.
Not the labors of my hands
AUGUSTUS MONTAGUE TOPLADY
LUCY ELIZABETH GEORGINA WHITMORE
Bend-ing from Thy throne on high, Hear our sol-emn lit - a - ny.
By Thy helpless infant years,
Hear our solemn litany!
3 By the sacred grief that wept O'er the grave where Lazarus slept; By the boding tears that flowed Over Salem's loved abode; By the anguished sigh that told Treachery lurked within Thy fold; From Thy seat above the sky, Hear our solemn litany!