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GENERAL HYMNS.

Though dark my path, and sad my lot, Let me be still and murmur not, Or breathe the prayer divinely taught, Thy will be done."

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What though in lonely grief I sigh For friends beloved no longer nigh, Submissive would I still reply

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" Thy will be done." If Thou shouldst call me to resign What most I prize, it ne'er was mine; I only yield Thee what is Thine; Thy will be done." Let but my fainting heart be blest With Thy sweet SPIRIT for its guest, My God, to Thee I leave the rest; Thy will be done." Renew my will from day to day, Blend it with Thine, and take away All that now makes it hard to say

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" Thy will be done." Amen.

Whom have I in heaven but Thee? and there is none upon earth that I desire in comparison of Thee."

NEARER, my GOoD, to Thee,

Nearer to Thee;

E'en though it be a cross

That raiseth me,

Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my GOD, to Thee,

Nearer to Thee!

Though, like a wanderer, The sun gone down, Darkness comes over me, My rest a stone;

Yet in my dreams I'd be Nearer, my GoD, to Thee,

Nearer to Thee!