There is another music—the heart can hear the strain,
To souls by love attunèd is echoed its refrain;
What wonder that the earth-sounds do faint and fainter grow,
When 'tis the voice of Jesus, the waiting ear may know.
To souls by love attunèd is echoed its refrain;
What wonder that the earth-sounds do faint and fainter grow,
When 'tis the voice of Jesus, the waiting ear may know.
GOD'S GARNER
The treasures thou wouldst garner,
Lord, ask them now of me,
That so my life may ever
Abound in love to thee:
Oh, daily, may I gather
The sheaves of service true,
And bind with my allegiance
Whate'er I find to do.
Lord, ask them now of me,
That so my life may ever
Abound in love to thee:
Oh, daily, may I gather
The sheaves of service true,
And bind with my allegiance
Whate'er I find to do.
"Each day, I ask thee bravely,
The cross I send to bear,
And for the self-denial
That doth with others share;
For helpful words I hearken
Though weary thou mayst be,
That slights and other's doubting
Be meekly borne for me.
The cross I send to bear,
And for the self-denial
That doth with others share;
For helpful words I hearken
Though weary thou mayst be,
That slights and other's doubting
Be meekly borne for me.
"I ask thee to be patient,
No day is commonplace,
For every homely duty
Thou hast my promised grace;
No day is commonplace,
For every homely duty
Thou hast my promised grace;
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