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<title>BLB Hymns</title>
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<h2>THY BROTHER CALLS TO THEE</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“Come over to Macedonia and help us.” Acts 16:9</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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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_g_a_gabriel_ch_2.jpg" alt="Charles Hutchinson Gabriel (1856-1932)" width="127.333333333333" height="170"></td>
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<td><em>Words:</em> Joseph F. Berry, circa 1922.
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<p><em>Music:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_g_a_gabriel_ch.html" target="_blank">Charles Hutchinson Gabriel</a>; hymnals often show the composer as Gabriel’s pseudonym, S. B. Jackson </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_t_b_tbrother.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>Awake, O Christian, from thy sleep,<br>
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And heed thy brother’s call!<br>
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He cries to thee across the deep,<br>
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Where darkest shadows falls.<br>
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From sin and guilt and wretchedness<br>
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He knows not where to flee;<br>
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Go tell him how the Lord can bless!<br>
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Thy brother calls to thee.</p>
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<p>’Mid deepest gloom and darkest night<br>
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He lifts his helpless hands;<br>
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Can aught but Jesus give him light<br>
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Or break his cruel bands?<br>
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Then send, O send the Master’s Word<br>
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Across the wide blue sea,<br>
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Where Macedonia’s cry is heard!<br>
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Thy brother calls to thee.</p>
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<p>O save the lost, the sinner turn!<br>
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To blind men send the light!<br>
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O let thy soul with ardor burn<br>
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To lead them to the right;<br>
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Then usher in that glorious day,<br>
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The kingdom yet to be,<br>
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When all shall own the Master’s sway!<br>
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Thy brother calls to thee.</p>
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