People of the living God
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People of the living God,I have sought the world around,Paths of sin and sorrow trod,Peace and comfort nowhere found.Now to you my spirit turns—Turns, a fugitive unblest;Brethren, where your altar burns,O, receive me into rest!
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Lonely I no longer roam,Like the cloud, the wind, the wave:Where you dwell shall be my home,Where you die shall be my grave;—Mine the God whom you adore,Your Redeemer shall be mine;Earth can fill my soul no more,Every idol I resign.
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Tell me not of gain or loss,Ease, enjoyment, pomp, and power;Welcome poverty and cross,Shame, reproach, affliction's hour."Follow me!" I know thy voice!Jesus, Lord! thy steps I see;Now I take thy yoke by choice,Light thy burden now to me.