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

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