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“Frail children of dustAnd feeble as frailIn thee we do trustNor find thee to failThy mercies how tenderHow firm to the endOur maker, defender,Redeemer, and friend!” “Once earthly joy I cravedSought peace and restNow thee alone I seekGive what is best.This all my prayer shall be:More love, o Christ to thee;More love to thee, more