He came to Pha­raoh, the king who could kill
Him if he had the mind and the will;
But Mos­es stood his ground and cried,
Oh let my peo­ple go, not die!

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Alone, alone, I feel alone;
O God, for­sake me not Your child!

The peo­ple God saved with His might
Did griev­ous evil in God’s sight.
The friend of God gave them bold re­ply,
Choose you this day to live or die!

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To feed the king, his men and beasts,
She se­cret­ly pre­pared a feast;
And Abi­gail pled while Na­bal raged,
For he was a brute and she was a slave.

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She pled for Na­bal’s life, though he
Would have killed his wife long since, though she
Had loved alone and did not fail
Him, she his faith­ful Abi­gail.

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Elijah faith­ful­ly preached God’s word
Though he was near­ly killed by the sword;
Outran a cha­ri­ot and hid from the king
Then cried to God, too wea­ry to think.

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God sent him meat on ra­vens’ wing,
And God made from a drought, a spring;
Assuring him there were yet more,
Seven thou­sand who still loved the Lord.

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See Ma­ry weep be­side the tomb,
Of One who gave her life from gloom,
Who healed her and re­store pu­ri­ty
Yet now they said so dead was He!

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Christ walked the wea­ry­ing miles on foot,
To give the peo­ple life and good.
He healed them, loved them and set them free,
Yet alone in death’s gar­den wailed He:

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He stood and sobbed while watch­ing them,
Jerusalem! Je­ru­sa­lem!
I would have ga­thered you to Me,
Yet you would not; I came for thee!

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He who had walked that ve­ry road,
Now watched the crowd be­hind him grow;
But not to fol­low in His steps;
For they loved this life, and gave Him death.

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They once who list­ened to Him speak
Like ea­ger child­ren round His feet,
Now watched Him die and wail aloud.
Forsaking Him, they loved the world.

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He rose and now He is to me
All that I ev­er need Him to be,
Although the ma­ny days I cry,
While star­ing at the days gone by.

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While in my heart of hearts I see,
The ones who had been friends to me,
But who would not leave be­hind their all,
Forsook me and the pre­cious call.

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When all is gone I look and see
If I can touch the small­est of these,
That they per­haps would be­come as I
And fol­low Je­sus now or die!

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