O spread thy pure wing o'er them

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1 Oh, spread thy pure wing o'er them!
Let no ill Power find place,
While onward from thine altar
The hallowed path they trace.

2 Oh, make them, soul and body,
Thy living sacrifice,
Till to the home of gladness
With Christ's own Bride they rise.

Source: The Voice of Praise: a collection of hymns for the use of the Methodist Church #752

First Line:	O spread thy pure wing o'er them
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