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Text Based On John Chapter 15
Ye have not chosen me, but I have chosen you,
and ordained you, that ye should go and bring
forth fruit, and that your fruit should remain:
My Lord And I
I have a Friend so precious, So very dear to me,
He loves me with such tender love, He loves so faithfully;
I could not live apart from Him, I love to feel Him nigh,
And so we dwell together, My Lord and I.
Sometimes I'm faint and weary, He knows that I am weak,
And as He bids me lean on Him, His help I gladly seek;
He leads me in the paths of light, Beneath a sunny sky,
And so we walk together, My Lord and I.
I tell Him all my sorrows, I tell Him all my joys,
I tell Him all that pleases me, I tell Him what annoys;
He tells me what I ought to do, He tells me how to try,
And so we talk together, My Lord and I.
He knows that I am longing, some weary soul to win,
And so He bids me go and speak the loving word for Him;
He bids me tell His wondrous love, and why He came to die,
And so we work together, My Lord and I.
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