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1 SAVIOUR, while my heart is tender, 2 Send me, Lord, where Thou wilt send me, I would yield that heart to Thee;

Only do Thou guide my way; All my powers to Thee surrender,

May Thy grace through life attend me, Thine and only Thine to be.

Gladly then shall I obey. Take me now, Lord Jesus, take me, Let me do Thy will or bear it, Let my youthful heart be Thine,

I would know no will but Thine; Thy devoted servant make me,

Should'st Thou take my life or spare it, Fill my soul with love divine.

I that life to Thee resign.
3 May this solemn consecration

Never once forgotten be;
Let it know no revocation-

Registered, confirmed by Thee.
Thine I am, O Lord, for ever,

To Thy service set apart;
Suffer me to leave Thee never,
Set Thine image on my heart.

John Burton, 1850

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JESUS, I have promised

To serve Thee to the end; Be Thou forever near me,

My Master and my Friend:
I shall not fear the battle

If Thou art by my side,
Nor wander from the pathway

If Thou wilt be my Guide. 2 O let me feel Thee near me,

The world is ever near;
I see the sights that dazzle,

The tempting sounds I hear:
My foes are ever near me,

Around me and within;
But, Jesus, draw Thou nearer,

And shield my soul from sin.

3 O let me hear Thee speaking

In accents clear and still,
Above the storms of passion,

The murmurs of self-will:
O speak to re-assure me,

To hasten or control;
O speak, and make me listen,

Thou Guardian of my soul. 4 O Jesus, Thou hast promised

To all who follow Thee
That where Thou art in glory

There shall Thy servant be;
And, Jesus, I have promised

To serve Thee to the end;
O give me grace to follow
My Master and my Friend.

John E. Bode, 1869

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4 0 may I never faint nor tire,

Nor wandering leave His sacred ways:
Great God, accept my soul's desire,
And give me strength to live Thy praise.

Anne Steele, 1760 : v. 1, line 1, alt.

SPANISH HYMN Six 7s.

Arr. by Benjamin Carr, 1826

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When Thy sol - diers take their swords, When they speak the

sol - emn words,

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3 When their hearts are lifted high WHEN Thy soldiers take their swords

, When they speak the solemn words, With success or victory, When they kneel before Thee here,

When they feel the conqueror's pride; Feeling Thee, their Father, near;

Lest they grow self-satisfied, These Thy children, Lord, defend;

These Thy children, Lord, defend; To their help Thy Spirit send.

Teach their souls to Thee to bend. 2 When the world's sharp strife is nigh, 4 When the vows that they have made, When they hear the battle-cry,

When the prayers that they have prayed, When they rush into the fight,

Shall be fading from their hearts; Knowing not temptation's might;

When their first warm faith departs; These Thy children, Lord, defend;

These Thy children, Lord, defend; To their zeal Thy wisdom lend.

Keep them faithful to the end.
5 Through life's conflict guard us all,

Or if wounded some should fall
Ere the victory be won,
For the sake of Christ, Thy Son,

These Thy children, Lord, defend;
And in death Thy comfort lend.

Frances M. Owen, c. 1872

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1 BEFORE Thine awful presence, Lord,

Thy sinful servants bow, Trembling to speak the solemn word,

To frame the sacred vow.

2 The sins in hours of weakness wrought,

The vain things loved before,
The wanton deed and word and thought,

Lord, we renounce once more.

3 Once more we vow the holy faith

To keep unstained and true; Once more we promise unto death

Thy holy will to do.

4 Again we gird us to the fight,

Again we face the foe,
Resolved, beneath Thy banner bright,

Where Thou shalt lead to go.

5 O Father, pardon all the past;

Give back Thy wasted grace;
And strengthen us, while life shall last,

To run the heavenward race.

6 Still let Thy blessed Spirit's aid

Our strength and comfort be;
Then, though we sometime be afraid,

We still will trust in Thee.

Wm. Walsham How, 1854

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