O God, in this thine hour of grace, With needy heart and empty hand, Yet bidden of thee to seek thy face, For blessing at thy feet we stand. Ours are the vows, the frail desires, The high resolve to dare and do; Our flickering faith to thee aspires, And passes like the morning dew. Ours is the mighty need of the - How great, thy love alone can know; Ours but the hunger and the plea That strives and will not let thee go. Thy word we clasp, thy touch we wait; Our eyes, O God, are unto thee, Whose loving-kindness makes us great, Whose strength shall seal our victory.
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