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Verse 1

O praise our God to-day,
His constant mercy bless,
Whose love hath helped us on our way,
And granted us success.

Verse 2

His arm the strength imparts
Our daily toil to bear;
His grace alone inspires our hearts
Each other’s load to share.

Verse 3

O happiest work below,
Earnest of joy above,
To sweeten many a cup of woe
By deeds of holy love!

Verse 4

Lord, may it be our choice
This blessed rule to keep,
“Rejoice with them that do rejoice,
And weep with them that weep.”

Verse 5

O praise our God to-day,
His constant mercy bless,
Whose love hath helped us on our way,
And granted us success.

Verse 1

O daughters blest of Galilee,
With Jesus chose ye well to be,
Thrice happy holy company!

Verse 2

O joy, to see that Master dear!
O joy, to live with Him so near!
O joy, that gentle voice to hear!

Verse 3

O more than joy, to that dear Lord,
In purest, deepest love adored,
All lowly service to afford!

Verse 4

Yea, happy was your lot to bring,
In loyal homage to your King,
Each free and gracious offering.

Verse 5

O Jesus, throned above the height,
Adoring troops of angels bright
Wait on Thy bidding day and night:

Verse 6

Thy sacred form we cannot see,
Yet, Lord, these hands may render Thee
Each lowly act of charity.

Verse 7

For while ‘mid want and woe we move,
And tend Thy poor in gentle love,
We minister to Thee above.

Verse 8

O gracious Jesus, we confess
Our poor cold love, our nothingness:
Yet Thou wilt own, and Thou wilt bless.

Verse 1

Lord, when in Simon’s house of yore,
Thou with Thy friends didst sit at meat,
Mary the precious spikenard bore,
And poured it at Thy sacred feet.

Verse 2

Like incense sweet, the perfume rare
Rose through the house, and sought the skies;
And Thou didst own with blessings there
A woman’s loving sacrifice.

Verse 3

So unto Thee, O Lord, this day,
A year of labor here we bring;
So at Thy feet the gift we lay;
Accept, O Lord, the offering.