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  All my desire Thou grantest whatsoer I ask! 
     Was ever mythic tale or dream so bold as this reality,
  This stream of boundless blessings flowing full and free? 
Yet more than I have thought or asked of Thee
    Out of Thy royal bounty still Thou givest me.

Now—­I will turn to my own land and tell,
  What I myself have seen and heard of Thee,
And give Thine own sweet message, “Come and see”
  And yet in heart and mind for ever dwell
With Thee, my King of Peace, in loyal rest,
  Within the fair pavilion of Thy presence blest.

J R HAVERGAL

Our King

O Saviour, precious Saviour,
    Whom yet unseen we love,
O Name of might and favour,
      All other names above! 
We worship Thee, we bless Thee
    To Thee alone we sing
We praise Thee, and confess Thee
      Our holy Lord and King

In Thee all fulness dwelleth,
      All grace and power divine,
  The glory that excelleth,
        O Son of God, is Thine! 
We worship Thee, we bless Thee
     To Thee alone we sing,
We praise Thee and confess Thee,
      Our glorious Lord and King

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Led in Peace.

“Ye shall go out with joy and
    be led forth with peace.”
                         Is.  IV. 12.

With joy thou shalt be girded,
      With peace thou shalt be led;
And everlasting glory shall rest upon thy head;
    The hills break forth in singing;
          the shadows flee away: 
  This is thy King and Saviour—­
        He will not say thee “Nay!”

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His Presence

        Oh Saviour if Thy presence here
      Can such bright joy impart
        What must it be in that sweet home
    Where Thou its glory art
  Here through faith’s vision small and fine
One glimpse of Thy dear face
    Kindles a glow in lonely hearts,
  No cloud can e’er efface.

Cecilia Havergal

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Springs of Peace

Springs of peace, when conflict heightens
  Thine uplifted eye shall see,

Peace that strengthens calms, and brightens,
Peace itself a victory.

Springs of comfort strangely springing
      Through the bitter wells of woe,
  Founts of hidden gladness, bringing
    Joy that earth can ne’er bestow

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The Welcome to the King

          Midst the darkness, storm, and sorrow
    One bright gleam I see,
Well I know the blessed morrow
      Christ will come for me

Midst the light and peace and glory
      Of the Fathers home,
  Christ for me is watching, waiting—­
      Waiting till I come