Let Virtue Garnish All My Thoughts Unceasingly

Lift Up Your Heart

Lift up your heart in faith, for God is ever nigh you; Eager to bless His children, mindful of every child.

Let Virtue Garnish All My Thoughts Unceasingly

Look On Him and Live

In every word, in every deed, In every joy, in every need; Look upon the Son of God; Look on Him and live.

Let Virtue Garnish All My Thoughts Unceasingly

Love Knows No Borders 

We who receive Him must love without end, and carry His tidings of peace and good will to all men.

Let Virtue Garnish All My Thoughts Unceasingly

Lying in a Manger

Hear the tidings heaven tells: Peace is come on earth to dwell. Christ the King, Emmanuel, Lying in a manger.

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Make Us One

So shall we stand despite our weakness; So shall our strength be strength enough; We bring our hearts to thee in meekness; Lord, wilt thou bind them in thy love?

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Miracles

Let me love and serve and teach those who come within my reach, for miracles begin that way.

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My All Is Thine

All that I am I freely offer , Withholding nothing that is mine…

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My Father’s Love for Me

I have learned to trust the perfect love of Him I cannot see; For He has given me this parable: my father’s love for me.

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My Gift, My Offering

With a spirit full of carols to the newborn King, I bring my song to Him; My gift, my offering.

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My Sister’s Hands

Often when I pray for strength to live as He commands, the Father sends me sustenance In my sister’s hands.

Let Virtue Garnish All My Thoughts Unceasingly

O My Father

Text by Eliza R. Snow; Melody from John Wyeth’s “Repository of Sacred Music,” Part Second; Arranged for Solo or SATB.