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Part 7: "Father, into thy hands I commend my spirit" (Lk 23:46)

Thomas B

Jesus, all Thy labor vast, All Thy woe and conflict past, Yielding up Thy soul at last: Hear us, holy Jesus.

When the death shades round us lower, Guard us from the temper's power, Keep us in that trial hour: Hear us, holy Jesus.

May Thy life and death supply Grace to live and grace to die, Grace to reach the home on high: Hear us, holy Jesus.

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