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Poem/hymn

Oh teach us more of Thy blest ways,

Thou holy Lamb of God!

And fix and root us in Thy grace,

As those redeemed by blood.

Oh tell us often of Thy love,

Of all Thy grief and pain:

And let out hearts with joy confess

That thence comes all our gain.

For this, oh may we freely count

Whate'er we have but loss:

The dearest object of our love,

Compared with Thee but dross!

Engrave this deeply on our heart

With an eternal pen,

That we may, in some small degree,

Return Thy love again. Amen.