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<h2>AND NOW THE WANTS ARE TOLD</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“There remaineth a rest to the people of God.” Hebrews 4:9</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<p><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_b_r_bright_w.html" target="_blank">William Bright</a>, 1865; first published in his <em>Hymns and Other Poems</em>, 1866.</p>
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Weybridge,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_s_a_sangster_wh.html" target="_blank">Walter Hay Sangster</a> (1835-1899) </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_w_e_weybridg.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<li>“Crediton,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_c_l_clark_t.html" target="_blank">Thomas Clark</a>, 1807 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_c_r_crediton.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<p>And now the wants are told, that brought<br>
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Thy children to Thy knee;<br>
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Here lingering still, we ask for naught,<br>
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But simply worship Thee.</p>
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<p>The hope of heav’n’s eternal days<br>
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Absorbs not all the heart<br>
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That gives Thee glory, love, and praise<br>
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For being what Thou art.</p>
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<p>For Thou art God, the One, the Same,<br>
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O’er all things high and bright;<br>
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And round us, when we speak Thy Name,<br>
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There spreads a heav’n of light.</p>
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<p>O wondrous peace, in thought to dwell<br>
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On excellence divine;<br>
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To know that naught in man can tell<br>
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How fair Thy beauties shine!</p>
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<p>O Thou, above all blessing blest,<br>
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O’er thanks exalted far,<br>
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Thy very greatness is a rest<br>
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To weaklings as we are;</p>
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<p>For when we feel the praise of Thee<br>
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A task beyond our powers,<br>
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We say, “A perfect God is He,<br>
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And He is fully ours.”</p>
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<p>All glory to the Father be,<br>
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All glory to the Son,<br>
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All glory, Holy Ghost, to Thee,<br>
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While endless ages run.</p>
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