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Hosea 4:1

• [Hos 4:1] Our Guilt Do We Confess Today

  Our guilt do we confess today, Your law did we reject; So little truth and mercy here— Your Word sees no respect. We swear, we lie, we kill and steal, See harlotry increase; We break restraint, and blood on blood, Ignore the law of peace. Our land, it mourns, we waste away, For wisdom seek we not; Destruction will our portion be, If God we have forgot. To crystals, stone, and gold we pray, Those worthless things we preach; Those sightless eyes, unhearing ears, In vain do we beseech. We well deserve the charge You bring, Upon us lays the blame; Contentious, proud, we stumble on, Our glory turns to shame. Show us that only in Your Word Do truth and mercy live; Send priests and prophets to instruct, And Your pure wisdom give. Have mercy, Lord, reject us not, Draw us to seek Your face; Direct our feet and deeds to You, Restore us by Your grace. Lord, melt these icy hearts of stone, Make us Your counsel seek, And sacrifice to You alone, With humble hearts and meek.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Yesaya 1:16

• [Yes 1:16] I Will Make The Darkness Light

  I will make the darkness light before thee, What is wrong I’ll make it right before thee, All thy battles I will fight before thee, And the high place I’ll bring down. Refrain When thou walkest by the way I’ll lead thee, On the fatness of the land I’ll feed thee, And a mansion in the sky I’ll deed thee, And the high place I’ll bring down. With an everlasting love I’ll love thee, Though with trials deep and sore I’ll prove thee, But there’s nothing that can hurt or move thee, And the high place I’ll bring down. Refrain Although Satan in his rage would tear thee, And with all his winning arts would snare thee, Even down to thine old age I’ll bear thee, And the high place I’ll bring down. Refrain I will make the darkness light before thee, I will make the crooked straight before thee, I will spread My wings protecting o’er thee, And the high place I’ll bring down. Refrain

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Mikha 6:8

• [Mi 6:8] O Master, Let Me Walk With Thee

  O Master, let me walk with Thee, In lowly paths of service free; Tell me Thy secret; help me bear The strain of toil, the fret of care. Help me the slow of heart to move By some clear, winning word of love; Teach me the wayward feet to stay, And guide them in the homeward way. O Master, let me walk with Thee, Before the taunting Pharisee; Help me to bear the sting of spite, The hate of men who hide Thy light. The sore distrust of souls sincere Who cannot read Thy judgments clear, The dullness of the multitude, Who dimly guess that Thou art good. Teach me Thy patience; still with Thee In closer, dearer, company, In work that keeps faith sweet and strong, In trust that triumphs over wrong. In hope that sends a shining ray Far down the future’s broadening way, In peace that only Thou canst give, With Thee, O Master, let me live.

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  source: Cyberhymnal