EN 5548 O Father, by Whose Servants
Heb.12.1
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Our Father, by Whose servants
Our house was built of old,
Whose hand hath crowned her children
With blessing manifold,
For Thine unfailing mercies
Far-strewn along our way,
With all who passed before us,
We praise Thy Name today.
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The changeful years unresting
Their silent course have sped,
New comrades ever bringing
In comrades’ steps to tread;
And some are long forgotten,
Long spent their hopes and fears;
Safe rest they in Thy keeping,
Who changest not with years.
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They reap not where they labored;
We reap what they have sown;
Our harvest may be garnered
By ages yet unknown.
The days of old have dowered us
With gifts beyond all praise;
Our Father, make us faithful
To serve the coming days.
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Before us and beside us,
Still holden in Thine hand
A cloud unseen of witness,
Our elder comrades stand:
One family unbroken,
We join, with one acclaim,
One heart, one voice uplifting
To glorify Thy Name.

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