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Didst man-i- fest Thy glory forth In Ca-na's marriage hour.

2 Thou speakest, it is done:

Obedient to Thy word,
The water reddening into wine
Proclaims the present Lord.

3 Blest were the eyes which saw
That wondrous mystery,
The great beginning of Thy works,
That kindled faith in Thee.

4 And blessed they who know

Thine unseen presence true, When in the kingdom of Thy grace Thou makest all things new.

5 For by Thy loving hand

Thy people still are fed; Thou art the cup of blessing, Lord, And Thou the heavenly bread.

6 O may that grace be ours, In Thee for aye to live,

And drink of those refreshing streams
Which Thou alone canst give.

7 So, led from strength to strength
Grant us, O Lord, to see
The marriage supper of the Lamb,
Thy great Epiphany.

H. W. Beadon, 1863

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And help me still to say, My Lord, Thy will be done!

2 My Jesus, as Thou wilt!

If needy here and poor,
Give me Thy people's bread,
Their portion rich and sure.
The manna of Thy word
Let my soul feed upon;
And if all else should fail,

My Lord, Thy will done!

3 My Jesus, as Thou wilt!

Though seen through many a tear, Let not my star of hope

Grow dim or disappear: Since Thou on earth hast wept

And sorrowed oft alone,

If I must weep with Thee,
My Lord, Thy will be done!

234 L. M.

4 My Jesus, as Thou wilt!

When death itself draws nigh,
To Thy dear wounded side
I would for refuge fly:
Leaning on Thee, to go

Where Thou before hast gone; The rest as Thou shalt please: My Lord, Thy will be done!

5 My Jesus, as Thou wilt!
All shall be well for me:
Each changing future scene
I gladly trust with Thee.
Thus to my home above
I travel calmly on,

And sing, in life or death,
My Lord, Thy will be done!

B. Schmolck, 1709
Henry K. Oliver, 1839

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2 O blest that house where faith ye find,
And all within have set their mind
To trust their God and serve Him still,
And do, in all, His holy will.

3 O blest the parents who give heed
Unto their children's foremost need,
And weary not of care or cost:

To them and heaven shall none be lost.

4 Blest such a house, it prospers well,
In peace and joy the parents dwell,
And in their children's lot is shown
How richly God can bless His own.

5 Then here will I and mine to-day
A solemn covenant make and say:
Though all the world forsake Thy word,
I and my house will serve the Lord.

C. C. L. von Pfeil, 1782

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2 O wash our hearts, restore the contrite soul,
Stretch forth Thy healing hand, and make us whole;
O bend our stubborn knees to kneel to Thee,
Speak but the word and we once more are free.

3 Yea, Lord, we claim the promise of Thy love,
Thy love, which can all guilt, all pain remove;
Nigh to our souls Thy great salvation bring,
Then sickness hath no pang, and death no sting.
4 We hail this pledge in all Thy deeds of grace,
As once disease and sorrow fled Thy face,
So when that face again unveiled we see,
Sickness, and tears, and death no more shall be.

5 Then grant us strength to pray, "Thy kingdom come,"
When we shall know Thee in Thy Father's home,

And at Thy great Epiphany adore

The co-eternal Godhead evermore.

3. Phillmore, 1863

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8s. 6L.

J. W. Elliott, b. 1833

My hope is built on nothing less Than Je-sus' blood and righteousness;

I

dare not trust the sweet-est frame, But wholly lean on

Je-sus' name.

Unison.

On Christ, the solid rock, I stand: All oth er ground is sinking sand.

2 When clouds and darkness veil His face,

I rest on His unchanging grace,

In every high and stormy gale
My anchor holds within the veil;
On Christ, the solid rock, I stand:
All other ground is sinking sand.

3 His oath, His covenant, and blood
Support me in the whelming flood;
When all around my soul gives way,
He then is all my hope and stay.
On Christ, the solid rock, I stand:
All other ground is sinking sand.

4 When He shall come, with trumpet sound,
O may I then in Him be found!
Clothed in His righteousness alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne.
On Christ, the solid rock, I stand:
All other ground is sinking sand.
Ed. Mote, 1834

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