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<h2>THE MASTER HATH COME</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“The Master is come, and calleth for thee.” John 11:28</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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<td><img " src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_d_o_doudney_s.jpg" alt="Sarah Doudney (1841-1926)" width="107.333333333333" height="182.666666666667"></td>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_d_o_doudney_s.html" target="_blank">Sarah Doudney</a>, 1871.
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<p><em>Music:</em> “Ash Grove,” Welsh melody </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_a_ashgrove.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>The Master hath come, and He calls us to follow<br>
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The track of the footprints He leaves on our way;<br>
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Far over the mountain and through the deep hollow,<br>
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The path leads us on to the mansions of day:<br>
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The Master hath called us, the children who fear Him,<br>
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Who march ’neath Christ’s banner, His own little band;<br>
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We love Him and seek Him, we long to be near Him,<br>
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And rest in the light of His beautiful land.</p>
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<p>The Master hath called us; the road may be dreary<br>
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And dangers and sorrows are strewn on the track;<br>
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But God’s Holy Spirit shall comfort the weary;<br>
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We follow the Savior and cannot turn back;<br>
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The Master hath called us, though doubt and temptation<br>
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May compass our journey, we cheerfully sing:<br>
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“Press onward, look upward,” through much tribulation;<br>
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The children of Zion must follow the King.</p>
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<p>The Master hath called us, in life’s early morning,<br>
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With spirits as fresh as the dew on the sod:<br>
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We turn from the world, with its smiles and its scorning,<br>
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To cast in our lot with the people of God:<br>
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The Master hath called us, His sons and His daughters,<br>
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We plead for His blessing and trust in His love;<br>
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And through the green pastures, beside the still waters,<br>
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He’ll lead us at last to His kingdom above.</p>
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