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C. M.
We are his workmanship.
Eph. 2:10.
I am thy workmanship, O Lord!
And unto thee belong;
Thou art my shield, my Great Reward,
My Glory, and my song.
2 Surround me with thy guardian might,
Uphold me with thy grace;
Unharmed, conduct me through the fight;
Unwearied, through the race.
3 Make me a weapon of thy power,
An angel of thy will;
To thee devoted, let each hour
Its happy task fulfill.
4 Yet dare not I, a child of dust
Thus plead my filial claim,
But as in him is all my trust,
Who bears a Saviour’s name.
Conder.