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Does prayer cast out disquietude And every bitter thought; All hate and enmity exclude By Love with patience fraught? DOES PRAYER CAST OUT DISQUIETUDE AND EVERY BITTER THOUGHT ALL HATE AND ENMITY EXCLUDE BY LOVE WITH PATIENCE FRAUGHT
of blessing that will fall. The centuries are sweeping by, Bearing their millions gay and sad, And wafting those to realms on high Who follow with that Jewish lad. IN SINCERITY _Grace be with them that love our Lord Jesus Christ in sincerity._--Ephesians 6:24. Thou saddened one whose longing eyes Seek quickening thoughts to glean, Whose views of Christ, the Heavenly prize, Clouds often veer between, That rapture which may be expressed By others constantly Is not thine own; in truth confessed, Where is the mystery? Ask now these questions of thy soul: My heart, is it sincere? Do I his holy name extol, And is He truly dear? Like Peter can I, too, record And urge his earnest plea, "Thou knowest all things, gracious Lord; Thou knowest I love Thee"? There is no music like his voice: To this can'st thou attest? No message makes thee so rejoice As "Come to me and rest"? If there's been left within thine heart By word or deed a thorn, Can prayer extract the cruel dart And heal it ere the morn?  INSINCERITY BY NANNIE REBECCA GLASS READ FOR LIVER BOX DOT ORG BY LEAND GRACE BE WITH THEM THAT LOVE OUR LORD JESUS CHRIST IN SINCERITY EPHESIAN SIX VERSE TWENTY FOUR THOU SADDEN'D ONE WHOSE LONGING EYES SEEK QUICKENING THOUGHTS TO GLEAN WHOSE VIEWS OF CHRIST THE HEAVENLY PRIZE CLOUDS OFTEN VEER BETWEEN THAT RAPTURE WHICH MAY BE EXPRESSED BY OTHERS CONSTANTLY IS NOT THINE OWN IN TRUTH CONFESSED WHERE IS THE MYSTERY ASK NOW THESE QUESTIONS OF THY SOUL MY HEART IS IT SINCERE DO I HIS HOLY NAME EXTOL AND IS HE TRULY DEAR LIKE PETER CAN I TOO RECORD AND URGE HIS EARNEST PLEA THOU KNOWEST ALL THINGS GRACIOUS LORD THOU KNOWEST I LOVE THEE THERE IS NO MUSIC LIKE HIS VOICE TO THIS CANST THOU ATTEST NO MESSAGE MAKES THEE SO REJOICE AS COME TO ME AND REST IF THERE'S BEEN LEFT WITHIN THINE HEART BY WORD OR DEED A THORN CAN PRAYER EXTRACT THE CRUEL DART AND HEAL IT EAR THE MORN
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