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O GOD, NO PROPER PLACE I SEE by FREDERICK WILLIAM HENRY MYERS

Last Line: Unhonoured and unknown
Subject(s): WORSHIP;
O God, no proper place I see.
No work that I can do.
Myself I offer unto thee,
A sacrifice anew.

If Thou with clear sign from on high
Wilt mark me as Thine own.
How soon, how gladly would I die,
Unhonoured and unknown.




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