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"CONFESS YOUR FAULTS
Oh, if our fear of man
Were lost in love of Thee;
If Thy dear likeness we possessed
In least degree;
Were lost in love of Thee;
If Thy dear likeness we possessed
In least degree;
The coldness we might meet,
The poor vague sense of loss,
The small contempt that often seems
The sorest cross,
The poor vague sense of loss,
The small contempt that often seems
The sorest cross,
The world's derision cast
On acts of lowliness,—
How would we brave them for Thy sake,
To make redress!
On acts of lowliness,—
How would we brave them for Thy sake,
To make redress!
The hour is near when earth
No longer will appall;
But only words and deeds that hour
Beyond recall.
No longer will appall;
But only words and deeds that hour
Beyond recall.
I would not leave undone
The work Thou gavest me,
Nor my transgressions unconfessed,
Dear Lord, to Thee.
The work Thou gavest me,
Nor my transgressions unconfessed,
Dear Lord, to Thee.
But oh, that other test
Of those who name Thy Name;
The bearing of that outward cross
That Thou dost claim!
Of those who name Thy Name;
The bearing of that outward cross
That Thou dost claim!