My Lord and I

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I have a Friend so precious,
So very dear to me,
He loves me with a tender love,
He loves me faithfully;
I could not live apart from Him,
I love to feel Him nigh;
And so we dwell together,
    My Lord and I.
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Sometimes I'm faint and weary,
He knows that I am weak;
And as He bids me lean on Him,
His help I'll gladly seek;
He leads me in the path of light,
Beneath a sunny sky;
And so we dwell together,
    My Lord and I.
Sometimes I'm faint and weary,
He knows that I am weak;
And as He bids me lean on Him,
His help I'll gladly seek;
He leads me in the path of light,
Beneath a sunny sky;
And so we dwell together,
    My Lord and I.
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He knows how much I love Him,
He knows I love Him well;
But with what love He loveth me,
My tongue can never tell;
It is an everlasting love
In ever rich supply;
And so we dwell together,
    My Lord and I.
He knows how much I love Him,
He knows I love Him well;
But with what love He loveth me,
My tongue can never tell;
It is an everlasting love
In ever rich supply;
And so we dwell together,
    My Lord and I.
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I tell Him all my sorrows,
I tell Him all my joys,
I tell Him all that pleases me,
I tell Him what annoys;
He tells me what I ought to do,
He tells me what to try;
And so we dwell together,
    My Lord and I.
I tell Him all my sorrows,
I tell Him all my joys,
I tell Him all that pleases me,
I tell Him what annoys;
He tells me what I ought to do,
He tells me what to try;
And so we dwell together,
    My Lord and I.
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He knows how I am longing
Some weary soul to win,
And so He bids me go and speak
A loving word for Him;
He bids me tell His wondrous love,
And why He came to die;
And so we dwell together,
    My Lord and I.
He knows how I am longing
Some weary soul to win,
And so He bids me go and speak
A loving word for Him;
He bids me tell His wondrous love,
And why He came to die;
And so we dwell together,
    My Lord and I.
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