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SWEETEST Jesus,  bring  me  home  to  Thee; Free me,  O  dearest  God,  from  all  but  Thee, And all  the  chains  that  keep  me  back  from  Thee; Call me,  O  thrilling  Love,  I  follow  Thee; Thou art  my  All,  and  I  love  naught  but  Thee.

O hidden  Love,  Who  now  art  loving  me; O wounded  Love,  Who  once  wast  dead  for  me; O patient  Love,  Who  weariest  not  of  me  — O bear  with  me  till  I  am  lost  in  Thee; O bear  with  me  till  I  am  found  in  Thee.

— Fr. Rawes.

{{di|BLESS the  Lord,  O  my  soul! and let  all  that is within  me  bless  His  holy  name.

Bless the  Lord,  O  my  soul! and never  forget all  that  He  hath  done  for  thee.

Now your  King  is  here,  Whom  you  have chosen and  desired  (i  Kings  xii).

I will  extol  Thee,  O  God,  my  King  (Ps.  cxliv).

I will  cry  to  God,  the  most  High,  to  God Who hath  done  good  to  me  (Ps.  Ivi).

Bless the  Lord,  all  ye  servants  of  the  Lord, who stand  in  the  house  of  the  Lord,  in  the courts of  the  house  of  our  God  (Ps.  cxxxiii).

Oh, magnify  the  Lord  with  me,  and  let  us extol  His  name  together  (Ps.  xxxiii).

Blessed be  the  Lord,  for  He  hath  shown  His wonderful mercy  to  me  (Ps.  xxx). {{nop}}