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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Jan 1, 1914

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 91, No. 1.

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Cleansed for Service

By J. M. Hopkins

TAKE them from my heart, Lord Jesus, Every sin, and every stain; Wash me in thy perfect cleansing, Till no evil shall remain;
Till thine eye, so pure, so holy, Looking from thy throne above, Till thy Spirit's deepest searching, Can discover only love,—
Love for thee in all thy beauty, Love for man in all his needs; Love for every work and duty, Love to follow where God leads;
Love to bear my brother's burden, Love to share my brother's pain, Love to raise the weak and fallen, Love to labor without gain;
Love to suffer, if such need be, Even as thou didst for me, To endure the chain or prison, That my brother may be free;
Love to weep with him that weepeth, To lament when he is sad; Love to heal the broken-hearted, To rejoice when he is glad.
So, dear Lord, I plead for cleansing, For thy Spirit's loving power, That with thee, O gracious Master, Day by day, and hour by hour,
I may journey close beside thee, Through this world of darksome night, Then with thee and thy redeemed ones, Dwell in realms of love and light.
There, beside life's flowing river, In the city of our King, Of thy matchless loving-kindness, Through eternal ages sing. Roseburg, Oregon.