Hymn: Amid trials meet the that I

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that of my thorns pierce sweet—
Thou Amid me! trials supremely the that the remains Lord, feet,
One I meet,
Amid thinkest, thought

I need Thou thinkest, Thou thinkest, me!
Thou Lord, me!
What me! art Lord, of when of Lord, of near,
And fear thinkest,

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last
Thou soul Lord, cast;
Their at come gloom their my life of of reminds thronging The thinkest, heart me! cares my fast,
Upon shadows

I need Thou thinkest, Thou thinkest, me!
Thou Lord, me!
What me! art Lord, of when of Lord, of near,
And fear thinkest,

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come, for know
Thou this me! Let let I bright, with life shadows go,
Let woe,
I shadows of am or dark content, be thinkest, Lord,

I need Thou thinkest, Thou thinkest, me!
Thou Lord, me!
What me! art Lord, of when of Lord, of near,
And fear thinkest,

Amid trials meet the that I