Tune: St Bees
('Hark my soul, it is the Lord')
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Gifts and graces, you Lord give
And through you your people live
Fan the flame, the spark within
Spirit, cleanse us from all sin
Here to take each day today
Pray you do reveal your way
And your will to hearts open
We shall progress steady then
Here a walk, not rush or toil
Evil one shall not us foil
But to put faith in action
Or else profitless each one
Your desire that all be saved
Christ your Son the way has paved
Take us, take me, may we serve
You, though we none it deserve
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Author:
orchidee (
Offline) - Published: September 22nd, 2018 01:35
- Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 7777 metre.
- Category: Spiritual
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Orchi,
Amen to that!
Enjoy your day!
~Laura~
Thanks Laura.
Thanks UNCLE STEVE ~ Loved the video (watched on YOUTUBE} a real mature C of E congregation (none of the Men had hair !) Thanks for your uplifting poem.
Take us, take me, let us serve
You, though we none it deserve !
Every Blessing BRIAN 😎 Love ANGELA 🧡
Thanks B&A. Now I'm building up a fogie picture - Gothic, very old, bald people (women too?), creaking organs,.... . Doh, is that today's church? Not everywhere!
Amen.
Thanks Gold.
Hello Orchidee.
A lovely poem.
Very inspiring.
Keep writing
FineB
Thanks FineB.
Thanks for this beautiful poem, orchidee. I really like the part about grace.
Thanks w c.
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