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<b>Sonnet on Endurance</b> | |||
by Nathan Howe<br> | |||
My Savior is the Lord of Outstreched Arms<br> | |||
Inviting all to look to Him and live.<br> | |||
To reach Him, I must stand against the storms<br> | |||
Encouraged by the peace I know he'll give.<br> | |||
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My Savior is the Lord of Healing Hands,<br> | |||
Though healing may not happen right away.<br> | |||
To work and wait and strive for all we can<br> | |||
Will stretch our souls until the perfect day.<br> | |||
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My Savior knows the pain of every heart,<br> | |||
For He has felt the sting of every sin.<br> | |||
He promises, if I will do my part,<br> | |||
He'll lift me up and lead me home again.<br> | |||
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O Father, wilt Thou help me to endure<br> | |||
The fire that will refine and make me pure!<br> | |||
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©2006 Nathan Howe [http://gratemusic.com gratemusic.com]<br> | |||
This text may be copied for noncommercial school, church and home use only.<br> | |||
This notice must appear on each copy made. | |||
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- Editor: Nathan Howe (added 2006-09-06). Score information: Letter, 2 pages Copyright: Religious
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Title: Sonnet on Endurance
Composer: Nathan Howe
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred, Hymns
Language: English
Instruments:
Published: 2006
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Original text and translations
Sonnet on Endurance
by Nathan Howe
My Savior is the Lord of Outstreched Arms
Inviting all to look to Him and live.
To reach Him, I must stand against the storms
Encouraged by the peace I know he'll give.
My Savior is the Lord of Healing Hands,
Though healing may not happen right away.
To work and wait and strive for all we can
Will stretch our souls until the perfect day.
My Savior knows the pain of every heart,
For He has felt the sting of every sin.
He promises, if I will do my part,
He'll lift me up and lead me home again.
O Father, wilt Thou help me to endure
The fire that will refine and make me pure!
©2006 Nathan Howe gratemusic.com
This text may be copied for noncommercial school, church and home use only.
This notice must appear on each copy made.