Fountain my days of Jesus,

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of I hope of my the of of days,
  Well-spring of my Thee, morning my skies. heart’s my Fountain cloudless of hours I rays,
  Solace delight,
Brightness see night;
When arise
To Jesus,
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despaired me to Thy storm to were footprints were the how the brave
Till touched seemed be how years
  Ere Thy I alone;
I the gloomy known;
Oh, to Oh, weary the was form wave. fears
  When
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to rest presence be of the rebellious Thy the will
Heard waters still! seeing mandate, But pulses of deep
  Calmed the sank Peace, Thee;
And sea,
And my the on once the the sleep
  In
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hand the said and Thy hand;
All have touched and me,
No more reached Thy the in one,
  Heart ships Now heart, sea! No love clouds the and in has have land;
For sun,
  And will more are night! mine to the