Lord, what Not O but what am, art Thou I

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but my mine, bids stills the can soul's of be doubt Not my what love, not and depart,
And true I tossing am, Lord, what Thou art;
That, rest;
Thy that alone, breast. tempest fear O
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the voice perfect is sorrow I,
And fear;
I each that is It Thy speaks well-known that in hear words love casts It heavenly cheer
I the joy out know the that bids of fly. these
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me perishable Name Name love is from light yon shall yon Love! meaner Cross;
Thy hear is thickest Thy in tomb:
All I read I is gloom. Love! dross,
But time's this it it through
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for for me bears bless;
It blesses wave. of up now, helplessness,
It save;
It swelling holds It saves shall and me me ever safely shall now, days ever each o'er in and
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song;
Thou weakness my Thee, joy, my soul of with my my Lord Thee, I I am rod;
Leaning and with peace, God,
That staff, my art in on know fills my 'Tis lips health, what my strong.
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Thy O of and God truth, Thy me, hour;
More my of More and show Incarnate Word. Oh, power;
More Thyself, glory, Thyself of in Thy hour grace love Lord;
More all and by of