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MASTER, we would no longer be
At home in that which hateth Thee,
But patient in Thy footsteps go,
Thy sorrow as Thy joy to know.
We would - and O confirm the power! -
With meekness meet the darkest hour,
By shame, contempt, however tried;
For Thou wast scorned and crucified.
We welcome still Thy faithful word -
The cross shall meet its sure reward;
For soon must pass the little while,
Then joy shall crown Thy servants' toil.
O may our path of service be
Well-pleasing, Saviour, unto Thee,
That when our earthly course is run,
We may receive Thy word, "Well done."

J.G. Deck

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"Wherefore encourage one another, and build up each one the other, even as also ye do."