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We lose what on ourselves we spend,

We have as treasure without end

Whatever, Lorn, to Thee we lend, Who givest all.

Whatever, Lorn, we lend to Thee, Repaid a thousandfold will be; Then gladly will we give to Thee, Who givest all; To Thee, from Whom we all derive Our life, our gifts, our power to give; O may we ever with Thee live, Who givest all. Amen.

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, and seeth his brother have iS bow compassion from 1 of GOD i him 2” 371 x E give Thee but Thine own, Whate’er the gift may be: All that we have is Thine alone, A trust, O Lorp, from Thee.

Oh! hearts are bruised and dead, And homes are bare and cold,

And lambs, for whom the Shepherd bled, Are straying from the fold.

To comrort and to bless, To find a balm for woe,

To tend the lone and fatherless Is angels’ work below.

The captive to release, To Gop the lost to bring,

To teach the way of life and peace, It is a Curist-like thing.

And we believe Thy word,

Tho’ dim our faith may be; Whate’er for Thing we do, O Lorn,

We do it unto Thee.

All might, all praise, be Thine, FATHER, co-equal Son, And Spirit, Bond of love divine, While endless ages run, Amen, T