Oh, how I love Thee dearest Lord
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Oh, how I love Thee dearest Lord; On Thee alone I lean. Though rapturous with ecstasy Or tears unceasing stream; When all my world comes crashing down And nothing falls in place, Uphold me with Thy love and strength To cling to Thine embrace. |
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Thy person, Lord, alone can bring My jaded heart to cheer; Thy smile gladdens my heart strings Whene’er Thou dost appear. Thus gloom becomes triumphant song And darkness turns to light, My valley’s shades to inundate With beams of sweet delight. |
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Thy presence meaneth everything; Thou art my secret, Lord. I welcome Thee into my boat; True rest Thou dost afford. Though bitterness surround my soul, Thy sweetness I can taste, For in life’s storms in Thee I find The eye wherein I’m graced. |
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Thy visitation, gracious, sweet In trials comforts me. In tribulation’s form to bring Thine all-sufficiency; While journeying along life’s stream, Should I, by boulders, be fazed? For thornless grace I would not seek, But water’s level raised. |
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When in the index of Thine eyes, My heart’s joy is maintained; With Thee alone I’m occupied, And by Thy love constrained. There’s naught on earth that can frustrate The man enjoying Thee; Now all else from my vision fades; Thou Lord, alone, I see. |
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