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<h2>WE&#8217;LL GIVE OUR HEARTS TO JESUS</h2>
<p align="center"><h3>&#8220;Our heart shall rejoice in Him, because we have trusted in his Holy Name.&#8221; Psalm 33:21</h3></p>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_c_r_crosby_fj.html" target="_blank">Frances Jane (Fanny) Crosby</a>, in <em>The Silver Spray</em>, by W. H. Doane (Cincinnati, Ohio: John Church &amp; Co., 1868).
<p><em>Music:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_d_o_doane_wh.html" target="_blank">William Howard Doane</a> </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_w_e_wellgive.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</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>
<td align="center" width="200"><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_d_o_doane_wh.jpg" alt="William Howard Doane (1832-1915)" width="133.333333333333" height="188"><br>
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<p>We&#8217;ll give our hearts to Jesus,<br>
And learn His Name to praise,<br>
The bless&egrave;d Bible tells us,<br>
How pleasant are His ways.<br>
We&#8217;ll give our hearts to Jesus,<br>
In sunny childhood&#8217;s hours,<br>
Where life is like the springtime<br>
And full of buds and flowers.</p>
<p class="refrain">Refrain</p>
<p class="refrain">And when we safely anchor<br>
On Canaan&#8217;s happy shore,<br>
To Him be all the glory,<br>
And praise forever more.</p>
<p>We&#8217;ll give our hearts to Jesus,<br>
Our best and dearest Friend,<br>
He like a gentle shepherd,<br>
Will guide us to the end.<br>
In green and fragrant pastures,<br>
His little flock will lead,<br>
Beside the quiet waters,<br>
Supplying all we need.</p>
<p class="refrain">Refrain</p>
<p>We&#8217;ll give our hearts to Jesus,<br>
Who died that we might live,<br>
Our hearts, though weak and sinful,<br>
Are all we have to give.<br>
The simple prayer of childhood,<br>
Our God will ne&#8217;er despise,<br>
A lowly contrite spirit<br>
Is precious in His eyes.</p>
<p class="refrain">Refrain</p>
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