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Working, O Christ, with Thee, working with Thee, 
Unworthy, sinful, weak, though we may be; 
Our all to Thee we give, for Thee alone we live, 
And by Thy grace achieve, working with Thee. 
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Along the city’s waste, working with Thee, 
Our eager footsteps haste, like Thee to be; 
The poor we gather in, the outcasts raise from sin, 
And labor souls to win, working with Thee. 
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Savior, we weary not, working with Thee, 
As hard as Thine our lot can never be; 
Our joy and comfort this, “Thy grace sufficent is;” 
This changes toil to bliss, working with Thee. 
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So let us labor on, working with Thee, 
Till earth to Thee is won, from sin set free; 
Till men, from shore to shore, receive Thee, and adore, 
And join us evermore, working with Thee. 
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