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

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