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Before a Journey

Forth at Thy call, O Lord, I go,

Thy counsel to fulfil:

’Tis all my business here below,

Father, to do Thy will.

To do Thy will, while here I make

My short, unfix’d abode,

An everlasting home I seek,

A city built by God.

O, when shall I my Canaan gain,

The land of promised ease,

And leave this world of sin and pain,

This howling wilderness!

Come to my help, come quickly, Lord,

For whom alone I sigh;

O, let me hear the gracious word,

And get me up, and die!


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