This was written by Ken Paginton quite a long time ago. He wrote several poems and several hymns. He labored in the United Kingdom and elsewhere. He passed away quite a few years ago. I recently received this and wanted to pass it on in case you have not seen it. If you have seen it I’m sure it will be refreshing again.
Fellowship, I Thank Thee Lord.
For those who seek to help me in my way
Who speak my name when ‘er they go to pray
Who have for me a love that’s pure and true,
Who seek to show me what is right to do.
For those who seek my daily load to share,
Who have for me a true and tender care.
Whose hearts are glad when my own joy is deep
Whose tears have flowed when I had cause to weep.
For those who sit with me at Jesus’ feet
With whom my fellowship is pure and sweet
Who seek to share my hopes and joys and fears,
Who spur me on to face the coming years.
For those who in the secret place, alone,
Surrender all each day before Thy throne.
Striving to lift the standard up on high,
Knowing the corn of wheat must fall and die.
For all the love that has its source in Thee,
For ties more strong than human ties can be.
For every heart in harmony with thine,
And that can beat in sympathy with mine.
Let me be true, my Saviour, unto Thee,
And unto those who mean so much to me.
Cleansed by the blood, united by Thy Grace.
Grant us, one day, to see Thee face to face.
Saturday, December 24, 2011
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